In the frenzy of departure
the luggage , the ticket, the passport
The flight number, the gate number
The rushed drive to the airport.
The final overhead announcement
Call for boarding the airplane
A sinking, drowning sentiment
In my young six year old brain
In the chaos of goodbyes
I saw her beautiful and tall
She finally turned around to me
after saying goodbyes to all
Would have been infinitely better
had she ignored me
casually, with indifference
had she left nonchalantly.
But alas ………..
She decided to cry fake tears
distorting her face usually proud
sobbing a little too loud
lame acting to convince the crowd
I knew her well, through and through
her abuses, her taunts, her dark fears
But that display of fake tears
clung to me for years and years
Today, I have forgiven her
Maybe she was overwhelmed
Maybe her guilt made her numb
I actually pity she felt ashamed
But those fake tears washed me clean
stripped me of all illusions and dreams
Knocked me in front of God supreme
Darker the night, brighter the stars gleam.
Alara