akingbehin daniel murphy (18 march 1994 / lagos, nigeria)
A Twilight Song
My loss of you will be a minor
unnoticing, the seasons yet will
continue waltzing proud with
through the myriad months they
And still will seeds long since
give birth to buds of billowing
for your death remains unknown
to the waking sun and the April
Your quiet passing will go
by the boisterous birds and bees
and so will wide-eyed infant
clamber around through our
June will not cease, nor will July,
blithely unaware you don't exist.
Ambered autumn bows to
as if nothing significant is amiss.
Oh, there will perish with your
little of beauty that is not your
only the grace of common
only the lilt of morning's song.
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