The Burden

“A perfect day marred with sudden clouds
That streak across and linger
Not long enough for recognition
Coming and departing at will”

Is that what you meant, I ask him

But now his back stoops and eyes dim
The shadow enslaves him for a bit
Leaving him dazed and bitter
While I suppress my smile


Do you see the caveat in his eyes?
I don’t and thus I sit beside
And watch him drown
His things in the river

See how that rivulet goes forth!
See how it cuts through the rocks
Abandoning all it once belonged to
How much courage would it have taken?

His hands work wildly
Till his fingers can only
Flay through the dirt
And then pause at my shoulder

There is that caveat again
His eyes betray him
I see it now
You should stay away