If only to crystalize it,
Shattering that mustard seed
with so many promises
That leave only a bitter taste.
Dissolved in a sea of hostility
The buoyancy of being invisible
While searching for meaning
In the irrelevance of one who relinquished
This imitation of life.
OMG, I have watched “Imitation of Life” a zillion times. I always bawl my eyes out in the end when Sara Jane shows up at her mother’s funeral. Quite a movie that was for its time.
Margari Aziza 
Salaams Dearest:
Beautiful poem!
OMG, I have watched “Imitation of Life” a zillion times. I always bawl my eyes out in the end when Sara Jane shows up at her mother’s funeral. Quite a movie that was for its time.
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