Just Look
Just Look
Just look at this sundrenched day
With barely a whisper of wind
And people savouring every ray of sunshine
But look at these misplaced shadows that smudge her face
Look beyond her seemingly innocent reverie to the
The guilt and perfidy where it shouldn’t be
Just look at her
She’s forlorn when not in his presence
Though not contented when she is
Just look how people avoid her
Thinking collectively
Of the idea that is her burden
But look: there he is
Surreptitiously lurking in the very same shadows
That haunt her face
He looks this way, then that
And swiftly consumes himself
If only just for a moment
Did you see?