I am like
a faceless prisoner,
just escaped, for seconds,
solitary confinement;
of years and a day-
drinking in freedom
from every pore on my skin;
thirsty, gluttony,
not sure the ethereal beauty
my world around will not
disappear, a second, another year and a day.
Oh heavens,
how beautiful’s the world around
me, a garden of beauty,
greens, emeralds, fruits ‘n sunshine!
©GayUganda 16 Dec. 07
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