Grieving stoically

Stoical grieving won’t work

Yet if we evade it, disease may invade us.

Feeling sorrows can never be shirked.

That lump in the throat we can’t swallow

The stomach ache there with no cause

We suffer bodily,and indeed horribly

Stoicism does have its flaws.

Let loose the tears of this sorrow

Wrapppd in the arms of a friend.

For if we don’t do it,later we’ll rue it,

With physical pains without end.

Soldiers are told to be stoic;

But supposing they all refused?

Would war end tomorrow, at the sight of such sorrow?

Ah,humans,we’re surely confused.

We may be from different races

We may be brown,gold or green

But our hearts form a layer,to hold out our care.

We’re all one and always have been.

Throw away stoic behaviour

Throw out melancholia too.

Feel pain when we need to and then it won’t lead to

Dead soldiers and fighting anew.