Baskadia

"No matter what i did, You never hated me, why?", she asked.

Oh darling,

I don't do hatred,

I don't wish I could hate

I like the clean slate!

Besides,

Your eyes shared a story

Untold by your lips.

Your heart bleeds

From what hasn't been seen.

I wanted to take your pain,

Make it my own

I hoped to eliminate

The stress and strain

To see you transform,

whole again.

To see you smile,

I couldn't wish you pain

But healing and gain.

When I see your eyes again

A healed soul you will be

Am your intercessor

Your prayer warrior.

~Siphesihle