I survived:
My father's death, who left too early,
My mother's trip to the land of forever fog,
The loss of a child,
A few years in the Pool,
Swimming with gentle crocodiles,
The mountain trail somewhere East,
An angry crowd in Musutiste,
On the same day, the shelling in Studencane,
A few disappointments,
One recent betrayal,
And the black cloud nightmares.

I will survive:
The daily headache,
The selection at the Academy
The fading love,
The obsessive longing for Someone,
Yes, I will survive
It all.

So help me God.

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•play me a
tune of sweet serenade
•sing me a song of wistful
melody•recite me the words
you would            have said•
now whisper me your sighs
tenderly•paint me the
colours of night and day•write
me the poem of your heart•send me
your love on which I lay•make me the
end to all your starts•strum me the chord
of hopeful bliss•compose me a ballad that
sets my innermost free•so play me your
tune, the one that I would always miss
•and keep singing of us in a song,
so we'd be immortalised in
eternity•
.

By Arcassin Burnham

If my innocence been proven guilty,
I can't face reality,
I'll give you the commitment if you let me,
but only if you wait for me,
Keep your eyes on the prize,
don't let it slip away,
I can feed all your lies,
to the weddings of all bouquets,
Searching for a better way we can communicate,
without surgically removing a fetus, but all your arguments and antics I can't relate ,
maybe I should go to church and pray to Jesus,
But just wait for me.