I savour the falling of failing fins;
Her gasping pictures, drowning under
A dark night of aging phesphones;
I cannot see you now, is it not a wonder?
A booming voice echoes, sucked into oblivion;
A significant term diffused, made synonymous
Inside a rush of motions- before the deletion;
Watch as your name becomes anonymous.
Geoffrey Ngoima Ndegwa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-becomes-synonymous/
