Just a Second

Just a second

Scattered clouds above me

A serene breeze blows past me

The sound of my chronometer entertains my pinna

But haunts my thoughts

With oblivion we look at each other

As our thoughts still wander

Mine, my fears

Theirs, my sorrows.

If only I could hide as my thoughts have,

And laugh as they do.

I wish he could grant me just a second

Just a second…

To let them know am leaving,

To let them know my heart’s bleeding,

To hold her hand once more.

And look at her heavenly smiles

With mine, genuine.

Just a second…

To let her know am no more

Just a second,

To share genuine emotion.

To let them know am sorry.

Just a second to speak my last.

Just a second, is all I need.

But will it be enough?

  

 I dedicate this poem to my cousin

The Late Pamela Awuor                                                                                                            

 ©Sam Dennis Otieno