Shadows spill in the gloomy night
Casting slanting pictures on every walk way
A mirage in the sea of fright
Creating lazy waves on the empty street
Where were you last December?
Is it a night you’ll love to remember?
In a moment only but a whisper the truth began to flow like a river
A hallow beat echoed in my mind living purple swelling lights in its wake
Would the memory fade if I keep swearing out your name?
My muffled sounds disturbed the air
As I closed my ears to my wandering thoughts
Did you find another flower? Was she as righteous as sin?
Rosy as lilies? Or as fresh as daffodils?
The stench of lies brewing so strongly from your center, possessing me
Will I be held accountable for my actions?
The blush of my anger fading into Hudson
As I questioned my fate your fate, our fate
I ask again, where were you last December?
Is it a night I’ll like to remember?
-Ayamba
