Adrian Wait (A Long while ago / England)
Murmured voices from another room
Hushed in traditional reverence
Mourning in silence the English way
Awkward conversations of time lost
Cobwebs too deep to reconcile bonds
Neglected, fading, faded, life goes on
Life within, is life without love or pain
Whispered words of feigned connection
Cucumber sandwiches a must, box ticked
Memories referred to yet never explored
We will meet again when numbers fall
Worn out glances at the clock
Sadness a duty performed in silence
Inside each mind a myriad reasons
To avoid the moment, go too deep
What is life – where is death?
Cursed are those who mourn for duty
Blessed are those who discern the difference
Murmured voices from another room fade.
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