As I lay here in my bed;
I think of all the things they said.
'How do i love thee? ', I quote.
And 'let me not to the marriage of true minds', he wrote.
well; I have had two marriages;
one with I; myself and me, and one with bridal carriages.
(I only witnessed the latter) I have now had time to think;
and this reality begins to sink:
I am not of an era, not even an age.
I am everlasting and living on a page.
I am part of all that comes before me,
and I shall live till kingdom come.
Nkululeko Mdudu
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forever-on-a-page/
