Waiting to hear Sorry

From this blood

We all share

Needing, wanting, hoping

To listen to the syllables

Before it is gone

Sorry, one word

Their lips can not mouth

Their minds can not comprehend

The only word

My soul need

My mind can settle

My heart can beat

Beyond the strength of the past

Beyond the everlasting eyes


Tomorrow, next day, never

I am deaf- to the future

Still hearing- the echoes of yesterday

Still running-from today

Searching through the days, the eyes, the faces