Some things are just not meant to be
How ever hard you try to bring them about
With a whimper, with a whisper, with a shout

There is a planet
Running away from a ray of light
Coming from another planet
Running in the other direction of night.
They will never see each other
Even though they sense that somewhere
Another lonely planet is also out there.

No whimper, no whisper, no shout -
Silence is the satire of doubt.

Che Chidi Chukwumerije
Poems from the inner river