A Prejudice in Grieving

I wrote this when my friend/sister died. Our teacher called us suck-ups. I was so pissed at him that I wrote this. *at least I wasn't cussing*

How would one grieve?

Is to grieve simply crying?

Is it simply to be sad;

And feel deeply depressed

Because of loss?

Would it be offending to laugh?

As we reminisce of good times

And laugh for the past puns and jokes.

Would it be truly offending?

How would one say

That to laugh is bad?

How would one say

That crying is the only way?

If you saw one laugh

When they are thought to grieve;

Would you be so quick

to be prejudge simply of what you see?

Who is to say

That they are laughing for the wrong reasons?

Why is it that when people laugh in times of loss,

That they are quick to be pegged as hypocrites and liars?

All this questions, yet with one single answer.

And it all goes back to the question;

'How would one grieve?'

We laugh because of the memories

We have of the people we loved, now lost.

We laugh because we do not want to remember them

In sad and gray colors,

But gay and bright

Like the memories we have.

Author's Note

Does this sound crappy to you? I'm open for suggestions.

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

No it does not sound crappy to me. People grieve differently and I believe those who have passed who love for us to remember the good times and to laugh and smile at those memories.

[Casey Dusek]

Actually I enjoyed this very much. I lost my father at a young age, and I choose to remember him by all the goods times we had. Not by how sad I am that he's gone. We lose people in our lives, but that should not stop us from living on, and living as much as we can and laughing, and smiling and remembering the people who helped us get where we're going, and always be grateful for what they did for us while they were in living form. People never really "die" they're always there, they've just moved on. :) GREAT POEM!