Teira Naahi

Sunday, June 11, 2017


Last night I dreamt of you

Silently weeping waiting on truth

How long had the children been lost

This i simply could not tell

Yet to count the days i have heard you weep

There is shame detected silent and deep

To console her grief i planted a garden 

Exactly 72 rose bushes to stand witness

Her children we delivered unto the eyes of God

Whilst keeping their minds firmly fixed to her floor

And as a final thought i did duly retire

Leaving the world to all whom aspire

For the grasping i have none

And i lament evil done

But now it is her silence 

Towards which i run:

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