That's why I only smiled

[Feb '09]


I wanted Revolution but I got Silence.
Perhaps my penitence was blatantly insufficient.
I reached out to the memories
of tense-less strident verbs
and perfectly round rocks on a free fall;
I did it to recall
the elusive consistence
of long lost strange philosophies,
of my anarchy.

You thought I would have made it,
you thought I'd do the things I promised to you that day
on a cliff path.
You see, I could have made it,
I guess it was too tough to play that part.
Perhaps I could do nothing,
that's why I only smiled:
I knew I'd drift apart.
And hence my Revolution became Silence,
and hence I am left here wondering if I have lost.

The next phase is slowly nearing.
I fear the cost to pay
to honour such a role.
These things demand a miracle, and strength beyond my own,like excellence requires a restless soul.