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Warriors at a Table |
We sat across one
Another, our dinner
Already secondary
To the silent, mutual
Acknowledgement, of the
Years that had gone by.
Titans in our way,
Rivals of our own worlds,
I wonder how these worlds
Would have turned
Out if only we’d
Been allies,
But as time passes
And our food becomes
Cold, I am reminded of all
The resentment that
Grew fertile throughout
The years.
Even when I don’t feel
The resentment at this
Moment, I cannot stop
Thinking why nothing
Besides this darkness
Within ever grew here,
Why the distance
Between us
Never grew
Unbearable.
There is wonderment
Within your eyes,
Your words express it
In ways no one else
Has shared them
Before
And it makes me think again
Just how different
This world really
Could have been
If you’d been around
To watch me grow
Even when I cannot
Help conclude that
Perhaps I would
Not be the warrior
I am today if you’d been
Present all along
copyright 2005
Francisco
Dominguez |
