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3 00 2020  

The Half of Me

It is cold outside
Can you feel it?

The world is on fire
Can you hear it?

Your ancestors panic
Do you fear it?

***

The city's lullaby
its constant whisper
the whooshing of the cars
the wheezing of the streets

I once thought the city was my other half
I now know better

After all
a half of me is
inside
the other half of me

So where does that leave me?

***

It is dark outside
Can you see it?

The world is worn out
Can you stand it?

Your ancestors panic
But don't fear it
For their love
is never-ending