Paradelle Poem

be okay.

i continued to stare at the blank page.

the blank face. 

the blank stage.

i wanted to say what i meant.

without saying a single word.

without taking a single breath.

i jumped back and forth. 

from the open window.

from the open door. 

i knew it'll be okay soon. 

maybe next week.

maybe by noon.

but then the worry left my head.

it went to my heart.

it went to my friends.

that's when we knew it won't be okay.

it'll be bad tomorrow.

it'll be bad today.

but maybe someday far down the road.

we'll have love in our arms.

we'll have a place for the throne.

and that's when we'll know it will by okay.