the day started with
masks and costumes and
it was not just a party
but an official function
as well,
i have met the new sisas
and the victorinas and the
rizals and those padre
damasos as well
deep within i noticed
that i have become an elias
to this venture
suffering from the loss of
a maria clara
i watched the show like
an author of a novel which
was written a hundred years
ago
this is my rebirth and i
love it this way
realizing how free i am
how happy i am
by just being simply
a no one and a nobody.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Free and happy by just being simple. Beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole