What It Would Be Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

Over my head,
Silence I kept thinking,
What if the future is here now,
What could I make out of it,

If history crawls back,
Would there be any last moment,
Would signs explains it better,
Where I stand with nature.

Would the stars stills shines,
Even under the bridge of scars within,
Would there be enough love,
Love to carry on under the sun.

Here for now,
It feel like am dancing,
In the shadows with my taught,
Sinking deeply with emotions.

What would be the future,
If am here now,
What would be the past,
If gone forever.