Ping and Bang, by Stephanie Hernandez
When did it start: not enjoying the dream
Why’d it happen, not what it seems
The oldest fable hanging on a side,
An elderly mother before her time.
Is life so long as the rowdy sea?
A ping and a bang then jealousy.
I was fine and now I’m lost
Crossing a street where the ground is soft,
Too many roads I’m solely lapsing:
The boot lace, and the leather jacket
I’ll fall for a reminder no matter
how small, take my dignity for
collateral, slowly forget the admirable.
I want to remember who I am
I want him back all over again.
