I will write to heavens your story

I Will Write to Heaven Your Story (III)

Three hours later,  

Your body became a banquet

The warm soil welcomed you,  

And the organisms feasted in silence.

Back home,  

Your name faded faster than the smoke from your candle.  

They switched the talk—  

From your life to sports,  

From your death to politics.

They argued about Chelsea and Arsenal,  

Spoke passionately of the newly elected president,  

And ended it all with the BBC breaking news.

No one mentioned you.  

No one noticed your laugh were gone,  

No one remembered if you joined in the conversation.

Your nerves no longer sparked like fireworks.  

No more thoughts,  

No more reflexes—  

Only stillness.

Only silence.

But I will write…  

Even when they forget,  

I will write your story to the heavens.