OBLIVION

Great posting by Mum C. 🙂

Mum C writes

One day

The mist of this pain will blur

As the reality of this living clears

Minds will think of me as a cloud

Which fell in a moment to give the thirsty rain

Not as a thirsty whose tears quenched the dryness in other throats

Under the drought of helplessness


II

One day

This running heartbeat will lose its mobility

The eyes which swam in an ocean of tears

Surrounded by oasis of fantasies

Built into a wall to deceive

Will receive its oblivion


III

One day

None will remember the sun baked tree grower

Murdered by lack of warmth

One whose oxygen harvest saw not its nostrils

Talk less of its food channel


IV

One day

Every little sand this feet tasted

Will clear from the tongues of its soles

Every blessed breath will be imprisoned in history

Keys to that prison thrown into the abyss of…

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