What Does That Man Have That I Lack?
BY JEREMY KARARI. Sat staring at my dream walking and talking, Observing, no blinking to freeze every second of what I never had to etch so deeply in my mind. To stare not lowering my gaze to capture all I lost. The tears afloat on my bottom eyelid decreasing and increasing in sync with my thought process. To be so fluid in my heart to change my state and feeling by a second from smile to pain or from pain to smile till when do I chase and wallow over what I lost? If it’s lost is there anything to be found? Hands on my lap, no faith in the present, My slouched back and upside down face an emblem to my inner self. Where did I go wrong, why have my ambitions been slaughtered by man, for I don’t have it with me now, like the man I gaze at. A voice of hope asked, What do you lack that, that man has? I answered “a few things” But you don’t know the man was the reply But your yearn and strong desire to hold what he holds makes you lower yourself to seem lacking of what you cl
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