Gentle is Harsh.

I've begun to count yesterdays

spent with you

when you would pinch at love

in your little box

your face wrinkled with sneers

there's for me a memory
I seek to cancel

of fallen heroes

and forever trembling hopes

I must go beyond this moment

that seems to ensnare footfalls

in shifting sands

I want to build a monument

to house what remains

of a fragmented legacy

for too long

I've strained to obey a wish

in my guts
the terribleness of a memory

that waylays all days

like a drunk living today

on yesterdays

there's a leap beckoning

I only hesitate

the thought of an unknown chasm

that hugs two moments

and with you here

your gaze so harsh

I feel an impotence

I can face in dreams
of many moments beyond this

-Beyond This Moment by Sipho Sepamla, taken from the book The Blues is You in Me

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