TRANSPARENCY XXIV.

“trust falls in the jungle”

The irony that you’ve given yourself countless times

The dislocation of your heart

The unspoken rhythm while you conceal what’s left of mine

In due time

In due time…

The jungle goes quiet, just like my mind

The sky gets violent, in the wake of hidden crimes

What can you offer, while the sun does not shine?

I’ll vouch for the weak, they say

I’ll take the noise and guide it to the west, holding on for dear life, as the ties start to break away

What else did you say?

Did you mean, I’m valued, under the purple light, the one that could take you away

A fallen soldier, who was destined to be great someday…

In due time

In due time…

The jungle never said another word that day