Tag Archives: Poetry

Been a while…

they do not know

how lucky they are

having someone sing                                         to them

they cross their arms

classic tough kids

“jambawana”

“hello, how are you”

to understand the language you have

to sing

you have

to 

sing

with crossed arms

they stare

waiting for what they          insist

is theirs

they know

so

little

so little

to judge so quickly

not knowing                             that in so

little time

they will be alone                                        (with crossed arms)

wondering

why no one

sings

to them.

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