AWAITING
You would await eternally
Expectation gets bored
Suffice it not, you challenge with ways
Under the rubble after days
The silence gets teared
With a brief mail eventually
Glad tidings of birth revealed
Then "Azra" welcomes discovery
Your breast milk ceases but worry not
Feed with spit, if not
You await the return of five years
Gilad appears as agreed
O many of you world subjects
You enjoy the sun unpaid
We await the veil to be uncovered
The heart is full of poems
Not to be praised or thanked
Just awaiting to be composed
In a foggy M5 motorway
Seven of us burn to death in a way
You wait for the rescue of your babe
Though Masters do not visit the district
Let them join your talk indeed
Like Lord Rayne, Lord Reid.
You decease in the end
Awaiting starts for the equation of mankind
Then a call to account
You await dating God
Post payment of debts
Esteem, waiting is so hard.
Raynes Park