Sentience

By Rasheed 'Sagesection' Bello

"Drink with me", I once called to you.
In my days of ignorance
Where knowledge met with power
And dined off emotions and lust.
We sat 'neath the sun
Visions drawn, purpose worn
Knowing so much, we knew not of worth.

I reminisce here as respite-for all lost,
All learnt, this new knowledge
That burns my heart to phoenix cinders
And dons for me the recluse's cloak.
I cry, my tears no loss
Drained eyes stare at my stark feet.
For my cloak reaches only my ankles' top.
My feet worn with wearing these paths to wisdom,
My lips parched and cracked for drinking-
Sipping, gulping- water off the sage's bowl.
Hands calloused, scared from digging-
Digging out what was never buried,
What you've always known,
But never told.
You who I called to drink with me
In our days of power
When we spoke the speak of the stars,
And dined with the etiquettes of the gods.

I can only smile at you now,
Smile that you never knew,
Never knew you knew,
So you never told.
I feel nothing now,
For I emptied my heart long ago,
To fill it with knowledge
And now I know
Again- I know.