Olupa

Now, when everything seems vain,
the laughter is so empty …
the tears so dry
and life so mechanical.

And now, when the darkness emerges
from the shadows covering me,
the smile is so forced …
the tears so irrelevant
and life so uncertain.

Before when the sun was the Sun
and the moon loved me…
I was not afraid of the darkest of nights.
But now, I am afraid of my own shadow
and my shadow walks in fear of me.

Because now, while the mite
is paid to the boatman,
the laughter is so dark …
every tear so pungent
and the life so finite.

- Ohfantasma