WHEN I BECOME A MIRAGE

WHEN I BECOME A MIRAGE

When time shows you affection,
And nurtures in your mind my defection,
When your heart cease to bleed,
And my face cease to plead.

When I am no more,
My troubles will evade from your core,
Time will wilth lover’s specter,
And forever in your mind I will be remembered for better.

When I go on escapade and never return,
And you wait eagerly at the door yearning for my presence reborn,
Your heart, my wraith can see in your mout(h),
Though, seeing you(mourn) is my last plight.

But what came back of me was a black scroll with sanguine elegy,
When I turn a mirage, beat no gan-gan and at the shore with mourners dressed in snow, sing no eulogy.

Gan-gan (A traditional drum in Yourba land, Nigeria).

■Abdmueed (The Wizard)


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