Let Me Be Alone Today Poem by Boitumelo Oliphant

When time enquires of my twit, tell her I am out of ink
When communication asks my where abouts, disclose the mystery of my distance
When destiny seeks to part with me, ask her to leave the keys under the door mat
When providence is no longer on my side, know that she now has my back
When gloom tallies my turf, advise him to put it back when she is done
When fate calls, please answer the door
When love is on the air, I will be betting on gravity
As it be, I shall refill my ink and with it write off the distance between us. I will retrieve my fate’s keys and unlock the doors to my providence. I will answer to fate as I wait in anticipation for love to fall down. My hope for our actuality does not liaise with time’s advocacy nor takes refuge in my dialog. It is rather in my remote torso, hidden in my very blink and beheld by solitude’s care. Let me be alone today for tomorrow I will pour your being in my reality.