We utter, “Why didn’t I see that coming?”
Puzzle pieces of our lives assemble without a guide,
…or do they?
Witness the anger stop
as if a page turned to the next chapter.
One puzzle piece with horns, one with a halo
fitting perfectly together must be a mistake,
…set it aside.
Nothing else fits that spot
so we ignore the unthinkable.
Missing are the friends and family shouting,
“You know how this puzzle is going to end…”
…turn a blind eye.
Stare at the golden sunsets, ignore the wars
waging inside our dying hearts.