Is it a call
when it makes everything fall into shambles
when its reckless
close enough to crumble
a crucible that requires us devotion
is fleeting sometimes
in unpredictability and measuring emotion.
When is it a call
when hearts are often weary
and when people have confused looks
and some make a mockery of their fleeting generosity
some smile and walk away
some pat your back seemingly to bless
but it was more a sign of relief if they would be dear and confess.
It’s funny explaining a call
and when the romantic notion of zeal
of calling oneself a servant of the king
finally runs dry
the grim reality of standing
and still walking after being called
becomes not just a nostalgic moment
but a reality one needs to learn and find out.