"The Weary Wish"

 "The Weary Wish"

by:

Virgilio F. De leon Jr.MD

One more time with tired eyes

looking at the numbers side by side

And as they scroll on grimmer and grimmer things

Numbers every growing and flowing

So much so that I see them

In my sleep or in waking

The numbers haunt me when they shouldn't

They appear always from nowhere

They keep rising and they keep falling

mingled with the voice of the circus

The one's shouting solutions 

and the one's shouting accusations

All mingled into one gray pot

The voices of the dying 

The anguish of their loved ones

And those who can , still crying

One more time with tired eyes

I close them and wish for time

Wishing to bring back what was lost

And for them who are here to stay.

Theb Gatehouse Loft , Valenzuela City. April 22 , 2021 , 11:46pm