Illustrated by Danilo URsini Written by Shaheen Karolia I am a man without space or a place. Views out the window, what comes what goes. And today is just like every other day. But a night older and colder. She doesn’t look my way, not yesterday, not today. Love with no heart, a race with no start. The victories of past years are in arrears. The trophy as a reminder of past glory. A night of harsh visions, missing in the mission. Darkness no light, stuck like a string on a kite. A childish dream for the moon, a space balloon. To the air with a care. A brighter afternoon, yearning for a space soon. From reality to finality An idea comes with a cost, or it shall be lost. A loan for my own. A debt for a jet. A chip for a ship. A dream dies without an action, or money for a moon transaction. Up it will go, she will see the show. A call to her before space, no answer, no face. Slow down the pace or its no time to waste. The curse of life hits, a ship burst into bits. No space, no place. Copyright Danilo URsini & Shaheen Karolia All rights |
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