Fallen Faces Poem by Rex-mayor Ubini
Fallen Faces
I had consigned
lost and found memories to time
But whenever I ask for them
The bird spreads vacant wings
Like a child hiding biscuit;
Yet fallen faces of loved ones
It keeps these ghosts in my head.
From winter to summer
Wet to dry season
Days to day
Years to year
Time doesn’t menace me with fear
But it does keep in my head
Fallen faces of kins and friends,
That are hard to forget.
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