• ckfilvan 5w

    Waiting your return

    Why is the town sad and silent?
    Pale faced men rush to the power plant
    To dig out men shrouded by calamity.

    The courtyard throws a sorrow look
    Like a fish imprisoned by a deadly hook;
    The silence too loud a sound to hear
    Silences anxious debates into mere murmur.

    Won't you return home to fill
    The empty benches and the aching house
    To answer me when I call your name.

    Is this how you say goodbye--
    You to walk the Pearly Street
    With no proper announcement while
    A family awaits your safe return.