Verse

I would say hell

for those who whisper,

“Love without expectation,”

as if they have found a fire

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I look at footsteps

like they’re trying to tell me something.

Even when they mean nothing,

I listen.

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I may have months to live

She sighed and looked at the bulb

The specks were still there

As they counted the

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there was this woman

shawl around her neck

sitting just right there

front-right from me

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She saw him, always,

outside the ward,

standing still

a figure like time,

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People of uncertainty,

taught to follow

a fool clutching a book,

or a book dragged behind a nation.

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There was one without a flag

walked barefoot,

feeling the tremble in the earth

long before the storm came.

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They ask me what I believe,

and I tell them, I don’t know.

But inside, I wonder

is there a storyteller?

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I came back home after months of study

Hoping to find some peace and rest

But my room was cold and void of life

As if it had been long left

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