Cherish the Grain
A World burnt in terror and trial
Blurs by at arms length – a touch away
But for the hard shining glass
That castrates me and banishes it.
Steady air and light dialed to my liking;
Windows polished and locked as tires turn
Into the chaos that cries for me,
But echoes bounce off the blown wall.
A beckoning World pleads, pounds
The looking glass: a weak, indifferent
Barricade that budges not from
Clawing cries and searing tears.
Aid shatters shiny apathy
As the grain of sand with which
I saw the worried World
Destroys its translucent child.
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