[Tsuyako]

This is a poem I wrote a few days ago...it's not brilliant but it's the best I can do ^^

Where are you now, Mother?
I lose count of the times I utter that desperate question,
Here it comes again; the darkness, the suffocation, the tears and the pleas,
As I look out of the little window,
I see that even the sky is weeping,
For me? For him?
No.
It’s crying for the Earth and I will cry for myself,
I realise that is all I can do as I am alone now,
Alone at the mercy of IT.
I watch the leaves fall off the withered apple tree,
Escaping their maker,
And I wish I could do the same,
I hear footsteps on the stairs,
And as newborn tears gently trace the dried ones,
Again I ask,
Where are you now, Mother?

(C)Jazz 2008