Hey…
I hope you all are doing well…!
This question had me bugging as soon as I logged in on the app last night,
a job that i would do just for a day,
a single day,
and never again,
never ever again…
I was thinking about being a WHISPER Collector;
Imagine being a wall,
a bench in a secluded spot,
a crack in a wall,
an old Tyre that has been sitting,
or even a dark alleyway…
And from each of them,
oozing soft whispers,
that come to your ear,
in the voice of those people who aren’t there anymore…
Imagine hearing someone confess their secrets;
Someone telling how much they love the person who is moving infront of them,
and within whispers you hear,
the soft voice of the person moving infront of them,
telling the alleyway how much they love them and want to be with them forever…
As you move from the alleyway to the remains of what seems like a playground,
You start to hear crackle of children,
their laughter,
and from them seeps voices of few parents who brought their kids to the playground,
as I go past the swings,
and reach a big swirling slide,
from there i heard,
crackling of happy children,
Amongst them a sad voice,
in a sad voice
“Have to go, dad has to go to work,
we’ll be back tomorrow”
in a crying voice…!
I wish they did meet tomorrow,
or escaped to safety safely…
Tears streaming down my face,
this has to be something that should be done only once,
and once only as,
the screams of those who lost their lives started to come to these ears…
Cheers 🥂
Love Waakiye 🤍
told in a voice stern to walk through the night.
With the secrets to unfold,
in the shadows to move unheard,
Each whisper that i heard,
shall remain in my head forever.
The regret of lost,
the silent ones,
and those who didn’t make it,
Amongst those whose voice,
traveled from far a places,
to reach my ear with a sense of relief,
in a bittersweet way a soft smile stays,
on this face saddened with grief…
Waakiye 
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