Blip
Forget me not oh time,
Even when I have lived past my time.
When my breath has spent it's every dime.
When past engulfs The now.
When you can no longer stand the sight of me
and I fade to but a memory.
Wash me not into shallow sea,
to be trampled on by unconscious feet,
that obliviously March down the beach.
Such is life your whisper speaks.
Straight to the point and yet oblique.
When that day comes
and that hour strikes.
This is how you are to remember me.
On the array that is life I am but a blip.
06/02/2018
Copyright © Falu Ekandji | Year Posted 2018
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