Time

By Junate E.   Say, it’s a dark time, night or on dusk of the truth they are the eyes dawdling on the path to boredom Say’ it’s midnight, people in night outfits caring for a li’l bit of peace left over after the day twist Say, it’s a time, on it, we have based our hopes through the thorny field and up on our bleeding feet. Say, it’s the day, when you saw the beloved for the last time with eyes yearned for dryness I know, you cannot forget… Say, it’s early morning, on a sleepless night ruined under the worries yammering the word “Why?” Say, it’s windy afternoon, all the memories parading, life is as still as the cat at the threshol’ staring at your soul… Say, it’s today, discovering the pouring rain sweeping the filth of the night but it can no way clear the pain inside. Say, it’s a time, just a time, locked on me and mine behind, I can see it no matter it blocks, through the clothesline… Say, it’s not another time, that’s when we need to talk, and open our heart loud, It’s not another time, but just time, cause, the Sun already down now or not another time