The Same Place

13 06 2006

The Sidewalk Scene

A split in the air,
Makes me different inside,
The way you choke on the ground,
While I’m laughing out loud,
Because the streets are divided
More than you’ll know,
And the patterns of tears on your cheek,
The lantern lit face that once walked beside me,
Will faintly see the sidewalk,
Where dreams step no further.

And there’s no air to dream about,
Colors just flat and listless,
No prayer that could save you,
I am sorry you were born over there,
Not here,
But there,
Where no one lives too long,
And the streets get red before sunset.



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