Words, with their softness and might
Letting us ache in desolation
Art on walls
With a tumultuous weight
Upon them
Every reason we have
To form tragedies
From the wreckage of our lives
A distraction from the purpose
We seek in vain.
Tears shed in abandon
For souls a world away
Guilt
Stamped on our foreheads
The blessing of being born
On this side of history
Turned sour by blame
We are held accountable.
A thought
A prayer
For everything we cannot be
Nothing but our hearts in synchrony
Nothing but the shared light of humanity
Vanishing on this road
A whispered hope
For everyone we wept for
A plea for forgiveness
For this liberty we carry
Endeavour
To find a way
To make it matter
For this lucky ache in us
To be worth something.
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