Post-Final Time
By: Taufik
The tower is destroyed
Then others try to rebuild
Some feel tired
That the wrecking ball gets more excited
The glass is reconstructed with
concrete
Making the structure even more
solid
Revealing what inside is well
protected
And hiding what must not be a
secret
“We are the moon,”
“You are the cloud,”
“Moon’s scared of noon,”
“Cloud is rarely sought.”
They place the story end not to
be found
But they have their time
When no help is coming around
Alone, seeing their lives were in
worst rhyme
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