Treasure Island

Peter Daniel Phiri

(21/06/1989 / Kadoma)

The Question


How come you smile?
With so much pain in your soul?
How come you look sad? ,
With so much love in your heart?
Why do you whisper?
When your spirit is roaring like a lion?

Why is it then?
That silent tears find their way on a beautiful face like yours?

How come you are a miracle that needs another miracle?
How come you give more than what you have?
And take less than what you need?
How come you shine and glow like the sun?
And yet so cold and still like the night?

Why is it your love is dangerously bittersweet?
How is it that your lips smile more than they talk?
How come they think you are crazy?
When I see wits and genius scibbled across your face?
How come we are seen together?
Yet we are worlds apart.

And why is it then? ,
That I can't answer any of these questions?

Submitted: Saturday, July 21, 2012

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