Still Poem by Majdoleen (Maggie) Sukayri

Driving down a road leading to nowhere,
Changing lanes every mile I go.
Chasing time, as it stands still.
Endless lands left behind.
A silent horizon ahead
Broken street lamps fail to light my way
And Dawn is hours away,
While my rear view mirror reminds me of sunny days.

I pass by a graveyard,
The guard comes out for his midnight shift.
Tombstones around him speak of long lost lives,
Most have been forgotten, some have been ignored.
At the top of a hill, one reads a name
There once was an inscription
Which the hands of time had erased.

The words speak of a woman we all once knew.
Full of life, she was.
Laughter and tears, love and hate
Filled the pages of her life.
But then she took a route,
And her skies turned grey.

Now here she lies… on her lonely hill
Watching other lost lives of ones once loved.
Surrounded by weeds and left unattended,
Stone-hard, and dry-cracked ground over them.
Leaves and dust carried away by winter storms.
Their only company… a sleepy guard.

October 16th,2003