ONE OF THEM

ONE OF THEM

I walked

The halls.

All was

Quiet.

The sound

Of hush 

Filled 

The air...

Every step

I took

Felt like

Intrusion

On a

Silent

Cry...

My shoes

In

 My hand

I walked

In quiet

Reverence.

Oh 

I saluted

The stillness

Of those

Standing

By

Theirs

Was the 

Place

I knew

And it

Had been 

So

For ages

Gone by.. 

I walked

On

Never leaving

The halls,

Going

Nowwhere

But forth and

Back.

One of

The stills

I was...

Only difference, 

I walked!

    FREDERIKA MENEZES