Her eco sound
People on roads verge, they are walking,
I also alone rambling on freeway
In my mind, with me, she is always talking.
Restless, to me she is always not happy,
why worries, cries day and night in her life
lookingalways living in struggles Foray.
Sometimes, I and me fight in myself,
To emancipate her from her trouble
I surf on spirit wave ocean to doff.
To lift up her from the far place she cries,
for help and to defend for my ex love
I have heard unpleasant sounds and worries.
then I say, I want to see and save,
by being around her if she is alive.
Alemseged Sisay W.
January 2,2019. Addis Ababa, Ethiopia.
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