Words Speak, Things Repeat

Hush hush.
Words I cannot speak
Shush shush.
Things I'm not to repeat.

I am not supposed to ask about it.
I am not supposed to speak of it.

But I will write instead.
Because then
they can say it was all in my head.
No need to speak in order to read.

But who knows.
Maybe someone will read it aloud.

Then I am a rebel
and have broken all the rules.
We don't talk about Death because
it bothers.
We don't talk about it because
it's unbearable.

Why would we want to plan
for demise,
something so inevitable?

But I have seen what Death causes.
Chaos.

My mother knew,
she was prepared.

A life insurance policy,
with an idiot holding the money,
has still left us unprepared.

Talk about Death.
Plan for it.

It could save a Life.