A Mid-Day Dream

On a bright blue morning

I saw the end,

as the city went up

in flames,

you turned to me

with panic in your eyes,

screaming “WHY?! WHY?!

I said we must not

cry,

so when it is all over

we can face the truth

and say

we remained

human beings;

…..be still

my tired,

beating,

savage,

heart,

your day of rest

will come

all to soon.

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