“If Forgetting is Death” by April Mae Berza


If forgetting is death, let me die

Alone in this wilderness

Defeated from the senses

A political exile, a rebel

 

Let my salty memories

Numb the ocean as I swim

Into the vastness of reason

 

The car keys, the glasses,

And the birthdays ignore

The tradition of remembering

As one passes on a legacy

 

Succumbing to the beloved,

I ask the mirrors to break

The reflection

 

Let me die once more

Trying to forget the reasons

Of forgetting

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April Mae Berza is a member of Poetic Genius Society.  Her poems and short stories have appeared in numerous publications in the US, Romania, India, Japan, and the Philippines.  Nominated in 2012 International Who’s Who in Poetry, her poem was broadcast on IndoPacific Radio. She lives in the Philippines.  She is online at facebook.com/shakespril.mae.