She's Gone Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

She's gone!

What game is this anyway?

sometimes I see you everywhere

and then somewhere else

you’re gone like a flittering butterfly

and appear back again

as if nothing happened;

you must be looking for something

why don’t you tell me your story?

everyone has a story

it may not be the same like the others

but it’s a story all the same

it has a beginning

it has a middle

it has an end

and if there is no end

then obviously your mind

is playing a double-cross game

what game is this anyway?

will I ever know

when you’re gone?