The woman in me has journeyed to oblivion
So I am wandering in the torrent,
Flowing without a course
Staring into the bark of trees
Hoping that I find her
On this dusty path that leads to nowhere.
I want to fade away with the setting sun
But hope won’t let me
Maybe I will find her
before the sun goes into hiding
Maybe I’ll see her
in the shadow of branches
Maybe on the hills
Or maybe she is somewhere,
Waiting for death
Waiting for sunrise.
Farida Adamu is a writer of everything that can be written. One of COAL’s ambassadors, her works have appeared on brittlepaper and praxismag and the book of all faces, Facebook.