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Evan Murdoch Sep 24
Their shining brilliance
I stand in shadow;
Others
Strong and confident;
I linger
On the sidelines
My rightful place

Beautiful stars
So bright
Drown me out,
The dying light,
In a supernova

My achievement
Carved into the
Monument of time
Worn smooth by
The winds
Of their success
Evan Murdoch Sep 23
if
my wishes
were stars
the sky
would be bright,
like daytime a magnificent
thing;
granted wishes
fall down
like shooting stars,
ergo
the vault of heaven
would be still,
immovable
Evan Murdoch Sep 23
clamoring voices
twist and turn
around me
melodies strange
each utterance
a puzzle,
a din
unbearable

I watch them
laughter rises
like smoke from fire
merry-making
joy
in their faces

I stand
at the banks
of their flowing
mother tongue,
I cannot cross;
I feel the divide

the song
of my culture
the lyrics
I cannot sing
lost in
the sound
understanding
eludes me

traditions and dances
warmth
of their fire
a distant craving
too distant
I feel nothing
but bitterness

lights dimming
the weight of
shame
bears down
upon me;
I shall know
no release

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