My heart is in every line The sweet surroundings propel the steps to document the human condition From the waves to be valleys my heart crashes with joy Ancestry have left footsteps to guide the way I can hear the sounds in every language Foreign and near Familiar and far, it's unclear Measured in seconds Pretending it's clear
Surrounded by letters, sounds, emotions so foreign, so clear
Like an accident seen in a rear view mirror, the further away, the more clear
We are still far from here Homeless remain invisible sleeping in piss covered alleys Begging in silence for a meal or a simple way to die
The wealthy are disabled to the emotional handicap of void indifference
Our leaders answer to a nine digit bank account routed ten thousand miles from home
Secrets remain, decaying away Like a mystery novel where fact and fiction bleed so nicely into the river of dismay
Still I search Still I find my way A new understanding A new everyday
Some days I observe The conversation The embrace The kisses The emotions relate
Some days I participate Let my vulnerabilities ignite Let myself in to another's world Swim Swim Shores in the distance A destination at every turn
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