Monday, May 31, 2021

3381 : The burden of revolutions

You tell me you are tired of being in the line of fire. The proximity hurts you. You no longer want to fight the heat. You want to let it singe you, if "that's my fate".

I want to take you aside and tell you - that you could never escape this fire. It's indeed your fate. The villages on both sides are burning. We need words which can calm the war. 

And you, my friend, are the poet. Carry the burden.

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