Dear honest and kind men of the Earth,
This is an ode
to your unseen struggles
You, with shoulders wide and proud,
that look strong but are burdened
under the weight of things
that give you sleepless nights and
restless days
You who lived life with a ready smile,
that is, alas, now eclipsed
Joy, that shows glimpses like the elusive red moon…
Remember, this will come to pass.
That which starts, must, eventually end.
And on days when you find hope and courage waging a war,
Remember what the Turkish say,
“A lion sleeps in the heart
of every brave man”
Take a breath,
look inwards
and feel
the silent roar
as it sparks out
from between your ribs
deep into your marrow
in gentle wakes and violent waves.


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