Take it the way you did when you lost your
way home; the first time you drove in the dark.
Take it the way you did when you lost your grandmother's wedding
ring.
Take it the way you did when you lost your dearest friend.
Take it the way you did the night you lost your faith…
But Oh! don't take it like this!
This loss surpasses all
Defeats attempts of language
Shuts all windows of solace
The point zero of all her senses
With every breath, she prays it would stop
But still! Don't take it like this…
Under the ogre foot of this loss; she imagined she would
die or worse
live.
