devon da poet (April 27,1992 / Sauteurs, Grenada)
Before the sprinklers came on
What were you before the sprinklers came on?
Were you not happy, or rather overwhelmed?
Were you not in laughter, in peace and in joy?
What were you before you were all wet in the lawn?
Were you not loved, adored and cared for?
Were you not cherished, respected and preferred?
When again will your heart ever jitter with speed?
Whenever will you quiver and shiver the way that you did?
You had the world in your hands, everything you would've ever needed,
But you never took heed.
Have you ever been desolate? Have you ever been in solitude and despair?
Were you ever sad or have ever felt hurt or betrayed?
Let me know if those gorgeous eyes have ever cried any tears!
Tell me if those beautiful cheeks of yours were ever in frown!
Haven’t you always worn a smile, thus exhibiting the dimples thereof?
O my, o my, they’re no more to think off.
Soaked and wet, when the sprinklers came on,
You never knew it would've been your turn.
You’re now searching for somewhere to turn,
But I’m afraid there’s no one else to lean on!
You leap toward the stars but fell in the river,
You may love me today but forgiveness isn’t always clever.
I said I’ll always be there for you but I’m afraid that’s no longer true.
You cannot keep hurting someone and expect them to continue loving you.
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