A Question None Can Answer
A question that seeks no answer
Is a life that can’t endure.
I was a mere wreckage,
Lost upon sea…
A fraction upon life;
Time is not constant,
When will I die?
I am the answer,
And the sky is the question.
I can’t fly, but I can move.
Maybe not now, and maybe not here,
But answers like that,
Are meant to be true…
If I can see, if I can hear,
Then I will fly,
Fly high in the sky…
If only if only,
If only I were right.
Copyright © Victoria Rosales | Year Posted 2015
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