Daraya's Monologue

I (A lone voice whispers) Do you still miss me before we were slowly destroyed and betrayed Would you tell anyone the truth of how we were played By the demon associated with jealousy called Leviathan. Even if God forced you to confess under duress Although I know I've caused you so much distress And your inner circle still revolts and screams like Mary Harris Jones The grandmother of all agitators Casting wild spells Whenever they hear my name When you visit family or friends who respond with wide alligator smiles Before commenting and laughing about my tragic previous lifestyle Like one of its many unwarranted administrators I may now dance amongst the silvery stars Now just a faded memory No longer a member of your life's smiling parade No more to sing Smile or kiss No more to hold hands with someone they really miss and watch the sunset Lost in each other's eyes in total bliss But if only I could see you one last time I would move heaven and earth like Che Guevara For you are still my silver glittering candelabra in the darkness My second heartbeat My magical Abracadabra Which always wakes me like my own version of Desiderata At 4 am In the middle of each lonely heartbroken night In here Amongst the ever-moving shadows of The Great In-Between The dark rift the broken enter In dreams When their life totally falls apart at the seams I miss you Alanna I just hope and pray you're happy Still living pill free In a new era So just remember me Your forever one and only Daraya The silent watcher, whose now a citizen on the other side Lost But happy tonight Just listening to Prince Rogers Nelson perform a show and sing Sometimes it snows in April In The Hotel California As the Pharisee's Golden Bells Hidden all around us Rings (C) Copyright John Duffy