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.