Shakeela Kingzley Poet Ballad

Sometimes I Dream In Movies - Part Ii

My 50’s movie
continued
we were
on our way
to a 
new place.
pulling up
in his 
Valiant
he 
insisted 
to carry
my vintage
suitcase

We
seemed to be 
at 
a station
each train
had a different
name

Before 
I 
boarded
I had 
to ask
‘What was 
the reason 
for all 
the pain?’

He said 
that it did not
matter
it was vital
for 
us both
and I need to 
focus
on the outcome
of my
fiercely
confident
amount of
growth

He 
walked me
passed the 
wooden 
benches and
we stopped 
right next to
the flag

This was
as far as he
could go
so
I nodded 
my head
in appreciation
and then  
I took 
my bag

He bid me
farewell
and 
tipped
his hat
with no
evidence
of strife

With no
looking back
I embarked
my train
aptly
named
“The next phase of my life”

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