Everything looks so small from so far,
Which would explain why we make such a fuss about what is closer,
Size unchanged and matters still named the same,
We pick at, apart and on what is within our frame.
Distance creates an absence that blurs the essence of our relationships,
We perceive them different; uncomfortable with a slight variation from a story often consistent,
People remain who they are but we choose to muse on what they could, should or would do,
And think it through enough to decide it is, in fact
though it is not, what they will do.
While you sit with that,
I shall do my best to stay intact as,
Yours in perpetuity,
Evans Mbora Campbell.