Goodbye!

GOODBYE!

Another indelible day
Is here knocking
At my humble door.

 

A wanton action creating
A boundary between
The past and the future.

 

What a wicked boundary
That wants to cause
An eternal pain,

 

By stealing
My gifted treasure from
My humble hands.
 

Oh, my treasure!

Should I watch you leave
Or back you as you leave?
 

Are you leaving with

The shared experience
Or to be left behind?
 

As you depart from

This unjust vessel,
Inform them I’m lonely.

 

Meanwhile, accept

My humble farewell
Though I’m dried-up.

 

FRED D.N NWAOZOR