oblivious conjoint.

We drank from the same pot;

of the clean and dirty,

quenching our thirst-

jointly succumbing to stomach upsets.

Mindless we swum in a frosty ocean:

the murky waters,

turbulent waves,

oblivious of imminent drowning.

We've exchanged the cockpit,

and above the clouds rejoiced-

over the beautifully beautified gardens below,

illusioned for a safe landing.

In conjoint oblivion we say goodbye:

to the faulty plane,

the beautiful-dirty pot;

and the murky waters-

to an end so near.

Bunguswa Writes.