She Said
She said.......
?She said....."what use will it be...????
to moan for a lost cause.?
let the trees crackle & whisper for my own consolation.?
let the wind blow to clear my unraveled thoughts to extant.?
What use will it be.......?
let the rain pour, let it pour so hard to cleanse this soul of mine.?
let it pour to hide my glassy eyes to pureness again.?
tell me what use will it be.....?
to stretch my eyes so far to see an eagle fly high to its gracefulness.?
to close my eyes & envision a story untold, a story filled with despair and uncanny hurt.?
What use will it be....?
let me wonder into the mystic forest;?
let me see how the primates and deer survive;?
let me understand how they leap & live from day to day..?
because what use will it be, to chase after a lost cause?
to look for a raindrop in a puddle of water?
tell me what use will it be................"
Copyright © Herzel Poshiwa | Year Posted 2013
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