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A Playground of Cobwebs
forgotten by time
a playground of cobwebs
thousands of footprints
I made in the sand
a lifetime ago
once so alive
with activity and merriment
now a deserted place
haunted by lingering ghosts
the silence, deafening
reverberating e c h o e s
of laughter and noise
by neighborhood children
forever lie deep asleep
what happened
to all the roughhousing noise?
days of innocence
long gone
this place
I remember so well
isn't what it used to be;
signs of neglect
everywhere.
I walk through
playground of cobwebs...
what happened
to all the noise?
where is everybody?
a shout
into the void
returns not so much as...
a faint echo.
Copyright ©
Edward Ibeh
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