DEADFALL;A MAN IS GONE

Tue, 05/01/2018 - 06:18 -- Matolda

DEADFALL;A MAN IS GONE

It was in the late morning
In a room, in the building;wasn't the best room
But better than most, windows wide
On a plain clear day he could see the mountains
Lived a man, a man, who traded in silence

At one time, roughness in his breath did alarmed him
But this time, now it was time, he fell
A mighty man fell, wallowed in pains....
DEAD called;
Was it really a call from the creator?
Said a voice, a voice from his head
He thought,am just a mortal, with tears in his eyes
Said in a low tone..

Liked a fairy tale, "am ain't putting that on", he said
What? They asked, he wanted to say a word, but he couldn't
It was his DEAD calling, no one could see and feel...
Only him,just only him..
No one could look through,no one could see his tears
so weak, so feeble, he was just a loner....
It was a beginning of another beginning...
He said; just to himself "is this really my creator calling"
So horrific, it was....

Came a man,paddling too fast, to fast, he drew nearer..
Too fast like a roller coaster, to fast just too fast
he narrowed his eyes, thought he could see it STOP
But too fast, came the unknown...
Silent came everywhere,
over the roof, above the high bricked wall. Mingled with the swirling of a rain,a faint glow,burning strongly,he watched..
Watched for a last time, the glow for a moment; he watched

Right on the floor, he let go of a breath,
A breath too strong, too strong to represent a fragrance
Like a deep stain, pasted in a fabric
spoiling the beauty of a fabric, he dropped his breath,
Breath full of memories, too tough to go off..
He dropped his breath,and made a stone eye to drop a tear
A cry no one could see
A SILENT CRY, THE LOUDEST PAIN
He murmured, HOPE THIS IS MY CREATOR CALLING
He left the dungeon.....OH MAN, MIGHTY MAN IS GONE.

DEADFALL;A MAN IS GONE.

© EDIOMO ETUK, 2018

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