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Saturday 19 March 2022

Poem: Change


 

we are innocently born to this playground

mostly water, but not liquid, made from milk

admiring the bright yellow sun

where we find our freedom

voice speaking inside, without a mouth

we're learning who we are

 

the story behind a name unravels

songs begging to be felt, to be written

what was placed upon your shoulders?

parts of us crack open

like a cloud when it starts raining

some days you wish it would rain hope

 

hope in a form of seeds, so it would grow

we wish we could dance instead of race

where have we lost ourselves on the path?

mind weary from repeating the same maze

hungry for change - let it rise up from the ashes

let it flow through our lives

 

we've been lost and thirsty

pouring our cups with dreams

heart throbbing with yearning

what it could be like, asking for courage

to make a step in the right direction

what awaits there?


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