I hope wewe like it and I'd upendo some maoni and criticism.
Ruins
Once I was whole.
Then I bursted
painlessly
unconsciously
indifferently
but I did.
Now I stand in front
the ruins
of myself
and remain silent
in amazement.
A shadow on a wall
Without turning around
I know
it is you.
Why are wewe here?
Did wewe follow me?
Have wewe come here
to examine
the matunda of your labour?
And then I realize
wewe suffered
the same.
Both of us were not made
to win
in this game.
The shattered pieces
are not replaceable
not even
to be found.
So both of us
remain silent
and keep on
staring at the ground.