And warm to a soul,
It is this smile.
That no one would suspect,
The enermous pain,
That lurks behind it.
None could feel,
The heavy burdens,
That this gentle smile carries.
Benevolent coutenance conceals many a sufferings,
Resilience gently plods the soul
along, cajoling for a reprieve.
Bright eyes refuses ill luck,
To peek into a soul in an embellished destitution,
The spirit sings a song of hope,
And recites words of faith.
Behind the smile,
Lies a bland life,
Bereft of verve or vivacity.
A lugubrious existence behind the smile is all there is,
Cleverly concealed from a piercing heart.
Behind this smile,
Lies half dead dreams,
Broken visions and shattered aspirations.
But behind this smile,
There exists a strong spirit,
Oblivious to evil’s beguiles,
No more subdued hues or hushed chromas.
The light shall shine through the smile and scatter away the dark energy that found abode behind this smile so easily.
And the day is not too far.
The day is here, to rejoice and reclaim and make new.
But don’t let this smile fool you,
It has hidden many things before in yore…..
© Ayoub Mzee 2012