Have you ever sat…and looked across the room in search of a familiar face but there is none?
Have you ever walked round the compound… recalling conversations that can’t be had again?
Have you ever walked down the passageway…and wondering why is the silence is so loud?
Have you ever tried to hold a conversation with someone…and realise the person…is not there but there?
Have you ever sat down and asked yourself…where is everybody?
Have you ever paused to think and answer, where am I and where is the way?
The hallway echoes with footsteps…The rooms pregnant with dark silence, the chairs looking gloomy…a shadow of useful past.
One after another, the chatter fades away, the smiles wither and the warmth turns to cold, the boisterousness gives way to hollowness and despair.
A cherished history, the bonding memories are remembered in bitterness and anger…and the wind blows listlessly…willing for days gone by.
A hunger for fulfillment…a stirring for purpose give winds to the sails…and they sail off into the sunset seeking for glory and never to look back.