Melanchaly Rocks My Soul Poem by Genice Lorraine De Fabriciano

...sometimes there are not enough rocks


sometimes there are too many rocks
as are the one's representing the victims in #VegasStrong

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to build a wall to separate what's crumbled

sometimes there are too many rocks
to count the Rock Stars and Legends that go home before their music fades

sometimes there are not enough rocks
like in the case of Jenny in the movie, Forest Gump

sometimes there are too many rocks
like in the piles that represent the fallen

sometimes there are not enough rocks
such as the case of the #MeToo Movement

sometimes there are too many rocks
representing those who have lost their lives in war

sometimes there are not enough rocks
in a man or woman's head to make good decisions

sometimes there are too many rocks
that symbolize these senseless shootings

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to count those who have died from cancer

sometimes there are too many rocks
with loved ones names inscribed on them

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to throw at all the injustices done in the world

sometimes there are too many rocks
that signify a beloved one's early tragic demise

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to symbolize an unbelievable passing of a loved one

sometimes there are too many rocks
hardening the softness of my heart

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to explain why babies and children go to heaven early

sometimes there are too many rocks
lined up next to white crosses like head stones

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to make rock soup-so we learn to share

sometimes there are too many rocks
that we need help getting out from under them

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to show the depth of love's existence

sometimes there are too many rocks
we collect in our bag before letting go

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to count the days I have prayed for thee

sometimes there are too many rocks
weighing down my heavy heart

sometimes there are not enough rocks
to show you the boulder of love my heart has for you

...sometimes there are too many rocks

...sometimes there are not enough rocks