She was like the morning sun

But now, her cheer has gone

And her wink is done

I saw the past and wanted to smile

I saw the future but needed to cry

I looked for a reflection of the alley

Where two souls used to rally

She turned away and said don’t try

For my soul is a living belie

Why you but not me

Why them and not us

Why us but not them

Why even ask why

For my soul is a living belie

Or me, or you for igniting the flame

Forget not; you deserted the Camp

Forget not; I am not a tramp

Remember …when you left in a clack

And one day, you promised to come back

I believed you then, you were a novice frank

Take a ship; take a train or a plane

Frankly I don’t care …

For I still have your scent in the air

Forget not; we shared a life of despair

We will continue to fight

For what is right and what is fair

I heard her scream

For a soothing nip

From her long dream

And a red tear rolled down her cheeks

With the brunt of fallen peaks

Like an animal who was caged

The wrinkles in her face

Tell the story of the place

Where life and death are in race

Yet, she is told to brace

I never told her many

I never told her any

That she was my first

That I liked her Kaki shirt

That I miss her alley flirt

That when she got married,

I was hurt!