Thursday, January 12, 2017

[Untitled #1]

Artwork by Celestin Munezero

Plays ceased to arouse
The lively amongst my long-dead pieces
Amidst perpetual contemplation I dwell
Unable to tell clearly life from death and vice-versa
I once thought I’d live for who knows how long
And the god himself was ignorant of my muses
Away at the fortunate land they know no sun and no moon
I the glorious visitor were of merry welcome
But sat cross-minded for I was unaware of their languages
Their daughters and cattle and gardens were of heavenly glare
And though encompassed solitary kept me accompanied
I could read contentment fresh and young in their eyes

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