Thursday, 31 July 2014


Have you ever tasted a restrained sob
No? Well I have
You don't get to taste d salt of your tears
All you taste is pain
Your throat constricts
Your eyes burn
You wish an end to the stabbing pain in your heart
And you cry out loud without a sound
Your stomach hurts
I look around for a place to weep
Nowhere in sight
Busy streets
Nosy neighbors
A one minute cry
A one million crowd
Steers of pity and curiosity
My mission for peace fails
So my aching legs hurry...hurry...hurry...without taking a break
I cover ground as quick as a rolling ball...
I clench my fists as I hold back another sob
Off off I go
Sweet peace I seek
A place to cry I desire at that moment
A broken heart
A pretty soul
The pain that tears my heart apart

By Sylvia Chika

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