The Half of Me
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