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Friday, May 14, 2010

For my Friends



I want to hold you, tell you it will be alright, but I know deep down the venom contained in hypocrisy. I watch you cry when you lose your mothers and I can't show you the way to eternity. Solace is in the mirror. Look at you, look at it. See the lines on your faces...remember when we played in the sand, we threw out boomerangs and now we're all grown; getting hit upside our heads because they finally came back to us. I stare at you, not because I think less of your beings, but because I see your souls. You confide in me and all I do is stare...nod, agree...or not. Your lives turn out so differently from the blueprints we drew together, as we played in the sand...do you remember the times? When innocence was our middle name? Now we are grown, shared experiences, support systems, laughters and tears. I run my fingers along the lines of your various height measures and shrug. You are grown now, we are older...wisdom eludes; the transparency in our semi visible wrinkles...underlying u say? Well, give it time and we'll be closer to skeletons revealed. 


Aging parents, dying caregivers; role reversals, we take turns to be a part of this life cycle. Walking an endless trail, we head to OUR individual destinies. You may mourn me, I may give an eulogy at your demise, but for what shall we account on that day? Our memories, friendship, the traits that set us apart from others...our seeds will grow up prisoners of our footprints, yet we persist. No light at the end of our tunnels, cos truly our caskets will only be illuminated by tears of our mini me's. Heavens of curiosity; favors, quests, times we've shared, spent wisely or in sheer idleness. Love? We have that too, but overtime, it has changed in contextual phases. How many times will we shed together? Will I tell you it's gonna be ok? Or will I still stare and inquire about your innermost desires. Lost in thought, I still can't shed your tears...products of your ducts are unique to your being. 


Back to our rivers of belief, we make a pact to sprinkle our ashes within, maybe someday our souls will create the tides for those who drink from it. I love you...conveniently, but this burden shall not be shared as my heart profusely bleeds; fluids all too familiar...desensitized by our empty streets, your lives have been torn down over and over again yet...conveniently, like a spider web I volunteer to tighten the loose ends. Your pain is yours, and mine is mine, somehow we still permeate...let those tears be a reminder, that trials are just around the corner, let those smiles be an indicator that so am I. Shoulders, ears, arms, heart and all engraved within...someday my friend, we will run through our muds relentlessly and free of worry...someday my friend...we will.

13 comments:

Realist said...

mehn this one made me want to cry... who wrote this. This is especially potent now, because we(my inner circle) just went through the first round of graduations.

Azazel said...

Congrats realist on graduating..
Afrikim wrote this..
This brought tears to my eyes..

Myne said...

Aww, this was lovely reading. Thanks for sharing, I was wondering if it was Azazel that wrote this, until I got to the end. Well done.

Azazel said...

Myne oh please, u know I am not that talented...

Afrikim said...

awww...thanks guys :D

Realist said...

Azazel, who told you i graduated? If i graduated it would have been all over facebook...lol 3 of my friends graduated

Fragilelooks said...

frm d begining i knew dis wasnt AZAZELs work. lol. AFRIKIM: NICE ONE. HEARTFELT.

TRYBES said...

Touching and indeed deep. How have you been bro..I see you still doin great.good job bro...just droppin by to show some love...be good!

Unknown said...

I was actually thinking I was in the wrong place.. Ha!
Nice one..
I get to sleep well this time.
Azazel, you actually give me nightmares!

El-Divine said...

haha....not that ur not that talented but i culd tell it wansnt u...d thought process was different.
awesome post, its incredibly heart touching.

reminds me of forgotten things..
thanx to the author!

The Messiah said...

Wow...not a lot I can say here, but wow

RepressedOne said...

*sigh* :(

Anonymous said...

oh wow very talented writer. I would have been so shocked if it was Azazel. I agree with what El-Divine said.