Far Love
He sat in the dark
watched the last wood
flicker off into ash
his adulterated thoughts
swayed back in times
He had just taken a meal
the first and last in the day
cooked in the smokey room
but it satisfied him
not enough to clear his thoughts
Tommorrow would soon come
and his plans were planned
he had no authority
other than take orders
from a boss in a mess
His boss shouted
clean, wash, mend and watch
he had no one to tell
that he was human enough
and he wanted love
The girl he had seen
had melted his heart
she had a heart of gold
and managed to wave at him
but he feared his uncertainty
would he find love?
in the girl he had seen
would the world understand?
that beyond his duty as a servant
was a boy turned man?
who needed love and trust.
He walked in the dark
searched his beddings in the dark
spoke to himself in the dark
life has no balance he thought
as he sank in his cold bed
Copyright © Monicah Onyancha | Year Posted 2023
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