Tuesday, 21 April 2009

It's Human

To look
through a broken window.. waiting for the sunlight
To see
The pain around, the hatred we incite

To feel
Unwanted, abandoned again and again
To want
To be held and loved in new ties woven

To think
Of ways of making life more worth living
To evolve
only to return, there is no forgiving

To create
a space to call as your own
To walk
along the crevasses, all alone

To live
a normal life, through valleys and plains
To sleep
Eternally and dream of Siberian cranes

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