It was a night such as this,
The presence of the wind could barely be felt,
The moon was half its shape
And the stars were on vacation.
We sat around the bonfire
And watched as the fire crackled away
The flames seemed to move as we breathed,
We fueled the fire with our woes.
It was a battle not to cry out about our unfair life,
So we stared at the flames as we hoped it took our pain away.
We’d been scarred by life one too many times
Now, what we craved was a little bit of relief.
As expected, nothing ever truly lasted.
The fire burnt out, probably because it couldn’t take any more of our sufferings,
We sighed and gazed at the night sky,
Could the reason why the stars are absent be because they do not want to grant us wishes?
How long does forever last?
Because we’ve been in this prison called life for way too long.
© Adeyinka A. Ayomitide (Ayusco)