Thursday, April 27, 2017

counting stars or blessings

dusk with charcoal hot eyes 

tells stories of decay / 

it's there in the silhouette shabbily worn 

on the king's doorway / 

two feint rivers course down your cheeks 

and meet in your heart 

springing forth an incredible fountain / 

we hail one God in multiple forms / 

you put food in more stomachs than yours / 

why would we count stars or our blessings, 

and forget you make the tally? 

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