Seen Again Poem by Kewayne Wadley

Seen Again


I first met you while I was in prison,
I wouldn't expect someone like you to notice
Someone like me.
Let alone become a single stone of any fantasy
Erected in your world.
Although you were visiting someone else.
It was gratifying to know that women
Like you still exist.
Although circumstantial, the experience
Taught me a deeper appreciation, for lack of better
words. The things a man like me would easily
take for granted.
We never shared a single word, but hearing
The sincerity in your voice.
I closed my eyes many a day as well as night
Pretending that your words were for me
I made up in my mind that I'd never return
To a place like this again if I had someone like you
Waiting for me.
My welcome home, my ride home to where I should
Have never left.
My faith indeed, my gorgeous sista.
I've learned among all things that time
Is one of the most powerful teachers.
Were I was impatient, I learned to be patient.
None of the things I thought I wanted meant a damn
Thing once I got here, but there is some good,
While there are some terrible things that happen here.
If it wasn't for this place I'd never learned
How to sit down.
If it wasn't for passing through these halls,
I'd never have had a renewed faith in a concept
That I've failed at so many times.
Curious to how you sound when you laugh,
The last time you actually had a good day without
Having to give something in return.
My faith indeed to a beautiful stranger
That got me through my hardest time.
The questions to whom & how.
Forgetting that God knows his children &
How to talk to them when it feels that no one else
Could care less.
While on one hand, under different circumstances.
You still wouldn't give me a second thought outside this place.
& on the other, I've erected revolutionary monuments
of you and the many times I've thought about you,
the way you took not only my heart.
But my very world & walked away
Never to be seen again