THAT ONE MYSTERY THAT MAKES US WHOLE

And some she just enchains in her cage

Many quest to seek love all through age,

Searching each archive we feel ‘tmay exist,

Many mortals though, still, run and resist,

Scampering to shelter from her untimely rage!

We all but actors on this life stage;

Where love directs the roles each play,

Some love and lie and slander and slay,

And some, she just enchains in her cage;

Albeit the myriad of mystery she hides,

We still sort and seek with hope to find,

That one mystery that makes us whole.

Through thick and thin and lifelong tides

Only she, shall make you strong and blind

Love shall heal you; heart and soul.

By Sammy Nakitare