in memorandum…   [POEM]

the annals of my memory
recall you vividly
the angles of our history
would call you symmetry

i wish you were here

i have lost touch with my own sense
numb to the feeling of going
been mad without you ever since
feeling somewhat punished for knowing

i wonder if you wondered so

death brings to life so many things
darkness has known of lighting the way
there is a beautiful in this ugliness,
the silence has its own things to say

i pray you know the unknown now

what restitution must i offer for peace
i have given all to take nothing with
you went away more to say the least
and now every dream begins in if

i believe you meant well.


©2016 Cornelious “See” Flowers


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