Unburied

She pounded the last nail into the lid of the coffin The coffin that held her dream She sat there for a while In the silence Thinking of all it had meant What it was meant to be Her dream She threw herself over the coffin And wracked away with sobs The last hopes that lay Buried deep within her Silence No one had come to mourn No one had said a word Except when her dream was alive and well Only then Then…they told her “Look at the tell-tale signs Can’t you see? Something is amiss Your dream…Your dream is…sick It won’t make it It won’t survive.” She hadn't believed them Thought they had lied Yet, here she was She wiped her tears away What did they know? What did they care? How could they understand… That wrapped up there in her dream Was her beating heart She could not bear to bury it So, she pushed it underneath the shade Of a weeping willow tree Weeping Weeping For who she couldn't be And she walked away Dreamless Heartless Dead…. Unburied! Eileen Manassian Ghali