"Love on Sloppy grounds"
Distant mother, your hand
Walked me down lonely paths
To pick seeds of sorrow
Sown in the days love was at its peak of excitement
One seed smelt like promises that failed
The other like passion on the bed of deceit
You kept quiet while, I, an indigent child
Picked pain like nuggets on a sloppy valley
Every grasp injected me with your own malady
Until I began to walk silently like you
We not holding hands again
Walking differently on similar paths silently.
Until it was time to embrace the fate
Your shrill voice broke into our cherished silence,
"Silence is an immortal response to all forms of pain"
I swallowed something bitter and walked head on.
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