In every beginning is an end
In every end is a
We shall keep our breath under our
eyelids
We saw green trees melt into ashes
The mid-day rain washed memories
Damped them where rotten shadows
Once upon a pride, sold cleavages for
praise;
On which face shall we smile
When the last offspring of hope
Was found, a skeleton, in a rubbish can
Behind our house of dreams
Where we erected flags to impregnate
desire?
We shall lay his skeleton in state
For despair and stress to pay homage
We shall mummify it with ashes
And inter it among the daffodils in our
backyard
Wait for moons to see it resurrect
For now, it will be shameful
To borrow someone’s face for funeral
Though ours is bereaved of tears
For now, we shall keep our breath
Under constant watch against thieves and
cannibals
20.05.2015
