Letter To The Deceased Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABC DEFGH IJKLMD NFDOPQR SITDUV DWXYQDQ ZVA2YB2C2MD2E2LFYF2 DFHG2H2TI2FJ2K2M L2FM2DDN2DDO2O2UP2 DQ2R2YAS2HT2 CQU2DF2 DV2EG2N2W2FFX2 Y2Z2A3X2UDDTB3X2D AF2CX2C3CUWWD3E3 DX2A3DF3 L2Z2QUDVG3H3F2D| Dear Departed | A |
| Do you still argue where you are | B |
| or did silence conquer even your convictions | C |
| - | |
| Tell me | D |
| when you arrived | E |
| did someone welcome you | F |
| or did you simply realize | G |
| you were alone with yourself | H |
| - | |
| Do you still say | I |
| This is my God | J |
| or did the name dissolve | K |
| before the answer came | L |
| And if there was no answer | M |
| what then became of your certainty | D |
| - | |
| Do tribes survive the grave | N |
| or did you carry them with you | F |
| like habits you could not bury | D |
| Be honest | O |
| do you still separate yourselves | P |
| even now | Q |
| even there | R |
| - | |
| Do nations exist beneath the soil | S |
| or have you in your quiet way | I |
| recreated them | T |
| in memory | D |
| in bias | U |
| in refusal | V |
| - | |
| Tell me | D |
| did death end division | W |
| or did it only remove the stage | X |
| where you performed it | Y |
| Who is superior now | Q |
| No answer carefully | D |
| who believes they are superior now | Q |
| - | |
| Does hierarchy die | Z |
| or does it become invisible | V |
| a silent arrangement of pride | A2 |
| with no language left to confess it | Y |
| Do the rich still feel rich | B2 |
| Do the poor still feel poor | C2 |
| Or did you discover | M |
| that poverty was never of the pocket | D2 |
| and wealth was never of the hand | E2 |
| And your name | L |
| does it still follow you | F |
| or did you follow it | Y |
| into nothing | F2 |
| - | |
| Tell me | D |
| when no one is left to remember you | F |
| did you finally meet yourself | H |
| or did you disappear with the memory of others | G2 |
| What of your enemies | H2 |
| did you lose them | T |
| or did they survive | I2 |
| inside you | F |
| Do you still need to be right | J2 |
| Or is right a language | K2 |
| that could not cross over | M |
| - | |
| Answer me this | L2 |
| did death humble you | F |
| or did it only expose | M2 |
| how little you understood humility | D |
| Do you still hurry | D |
| Strange question I know | N2 |
| but tell me | D |
| what is urgency | D |
| in a place without time | O2 |
| Or is there time | O2 |
| Did eternity feel endless | U |
| or did it feel like nothing at all | P2 |
| - | |
| Be honest with me | D |
| were you disappointed | Q2 |
| Did the afterlife meet your faith | R2 |
| or did it ignore it | Y |
| Did you find what you defended | A |
| or did you find | S2 |
| that you were defending yourself | H |
| all along | T2 |
| - | |
| Dear Silent Ones | C |
| We assume you know now | Q |
| We comfort ourselves with that thought | U2 |
| that death is clarity | D |
| that the grave is understanding | F2 |
| - | |
| But tell me | D |
| what if it is not | V2 |
| What if you arrived | E |
| and found no answers | G2 |
| only the echo | N2 |
| of the questions you refused to ask | W2 |
| What if death did not teach you | F |
| but only stopped you | F |
| mid sentence | X2 |
| - | |
| If you could return | Y2 |
| not as a ghost | Z2 |
| but as truth | A3 |
| would you still speak with confidence | X2 |
| Would you still divide us | U |
| into believer and unbeliever | D |
| native and stranger | D |
| us and them | T |
| Or would you hesitate | B3 |
| just once | X2 |
| before claiming certainty | D |
| - | |
| Dear Departed | A |
| We the living | F2 |
| are still loud with conclusions | C |
| We build permanence | X2 |
| on temporary breath | C3 |
| We defend illusions | C |
| as if they will outlive us | U |
| We are certain | W |
| so painfully certain | W |
| of things | D3 |
| you can no longer confirm | E3 |
| - | |
| So tell me | D |
| and do not hide behind silence | X2 |
| Did you discover the truth | A3 |
| or did you discover | D |
| that truth was never yours to hold | F3 |
| - | |
| And this | L2 |
| this is the question that disturbs me most | Z2 |
| In all your stillness now | Q |
| in all your distance from us | U |
| Are you finally free | D |
| or just finally unable | V |
| to pretend | G3 |
| Yours | H3 |
| still asking | F2 |
| what you can no longer answer | D |
Gilbert Sordebabari
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/11/2026
Poet's note: Motivated by the death of some men of great influence.
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