Goodbye
Perhaps I should have said goodbye
I should have given a minute to wave my hand for the last time
Maybe I should have been there when the last train arrives
I should have been the one to open the door before it makes a move
I should have been there when the clock begin to tick the last hour
Because now I miss to say goodbye
I wish to be the one who saw the last sight
I wish to be the one who tried to top up more air before it becomes too late
Perhaps there would be no goodbye that I miss today
I missed the last say before the ship took its forever sailing
I missed the look when the angel knocks on the door to make a free departure
I should have been there to carry the luggage of peace for the angel
Good bye is the last letter I should have written for her
Apart from my past I prayed to see the day
I hoped to host the party of farewell just to say goodbye
I know that now might be too late to tell the tale
But I can’t deny the pain of missing to say goodbye
The silent moment that took the priceless goods away
Maybe I should have arrived in time to witness the loss
I should be the one to put the final stamp of approval
I would have given my signature of goodbye on a needed space
Hence I wouldn’t have to feel the gap that I feel inside today
I wish I can turn back the hands to play the band and sing goodbye
The song that I believe to be the best to let the nature to take its course
I missed the last days to correct all the wrongs on my paper before it get marked
Maybe I should have given the best answers that reflects the word goodbye
I should have used my eraser to clear away the doubts that tears my heart apart
Goodbye would be the last sentence that I wrote to close the last chapter of my book
Maybe I could have spared the loss of missing out the last plane
I wish to be the one who wrote goodbye on the nametags of its passenger
I missed the chance to welcome the holy guest
The angel that whispered the last call before the phone got switched off forever
I missed the last dinner of farewell; goodbye could have been my desert to offer
I fail to insinuate the weather and climate of the last precious minute I missed
Maybe I should have been earlier to feel the heat in the same room
I should have seen when the temperature drops down to announce the victory
Because I believe that the long battle was over.
In my imagination I can see the last picture of loneliness
The image that calls on to have a hug goodbye
The coldness that will last forever without the simple word I longed to give
Perhaps I should have made it warmer to secure more days ahead
Maybe I should have tried in many ways to mail it before the plane takes its fly
I can’t imagine how sweet it would have felt just to say a simple goodbye
Copyright © Tswarelo Mohohoma | Year Posted 2018
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