Ignorance

Consumed in my loneliness,

I tend to envisage in limbo

Dusting away as usual,

I see my mother dancing

And I take cover in my shell

For I know this dance

Is not a dance for my father.

And I look beyond miles

I see a strange man smile,

I’m aware this dance is for him

And at this very moment,

I wish to be bound by ignorance.