Abstract

Staying Still ,drawn around in circles
Like waiting for Godot,the wait for a miracle
Silence is paid,the huge price
For the wonder of watching one chased by 3 blind mice

Your presence and a smile,presents for goodbye
Living,giving,loving as you die
For how could you speak of the blindness
heralded by the great light
That you were not strong yet but was made to fight

A companion you craved in your abode of murk
But limerence like an angel of light lurked
But you are of two parts; darkness and day
It caught a glimpse of dusk,hurriedly flew away

Everyday you sing off the sting of betrayal
The sounds of your silence utterance can pass for a prayer
Yet the beauty of the waterfalls are found in the dark jungle
Something to remember as you dangle