Absence
Have you ever journey along the browny dusty Sandy land of the sahara?
Have you ever sail through the proud staggering wave of the beautiful pacific water?
Have you ever wondered why we take our time and energy to grow a garden and later deprive it of its beauty
Have you ever saved someone that died
Where do we get all this answers from, a truth conscience is absence of
The key we bought was wrong and odd
Beautified with colours like the proud peacock
Standing tall in front of us
We failed and passed with cane and pain
While we await with moving hands the golden key we were thought
We passed through the four walls jumping through its fence as it had no key for her lock
Absence of thought education the key a lie we were still foretold
We failed you failed the tale a lie destined to fail
The lost as hard to forget like a barren woman's miscarriage
Hope travelled far from the mind wanting to revolt but had it's lonely hands to bit as no nail escaped the height it was
We sat down in absence thinking of the presence
Of course we bought the way but no key to unlock the door of this closed doors
We journeyed in absence in the desert with no crying voice in the wilderness a friend we await
Copyright © Patrick Ituma | Year Posted 2018
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