Celebrations Over Sorrows
- 2 days ago
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A sudden encounter springs into happy hugs and tears of relief
Quickly moves into something deeper
He tells me prison has been his keeper
This war of times is more like a silent sweeper
Come my dear
I’ll offer celebration over sorrows
None of it ever comes easy
So used to loss
A constant state of alteration
Identity grows stronger
A partial change
Not distinctly different from what he was yesterday
Hey you, when you feel detached
Tap the dreams that need to be
Don’t let them collapse in society
Stay strong in the mind
The machine that tries to bind
Will not be priority
Come my dear
We’ll choose celebration over sorrows
Keep your walls
And your paper scrolls
I’ll go back to big cats, thorns, and open sky
I’ll find my people and discuss our next try