BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB
How do I say that which I am not permitted to say?
How do I live each day pretending that what I feel is not real?
Who do I tell about this I feel each day?
Who will remove this desire within me to be with you?
I live each day as if I no longer exist but this reminds me that I still breathe.
It reminds me that every breath I take carries the memory of you.
Is it worth living if I do not live with you?
The future talks about someone else I am to love.
The future does not lie but today is more a friend to me than the future.
I just wish that the future would change how today looks like.
What if I tell the future that I much rather live only for yesterday for yesterday is more fulfilling.
Although the future may be hundred percent right, it changes not what today holds.
I am not permitted to question the future so I much rather live today with the thought of yesterday
Until I reach the future one day.