Let us leave
Our hearts behind,
Forget the days
And the sky - spread wide,
Let us rejoice
Among the stars,
Crowding the moon,
Chasing the sun - tonight,
Let us be
But just bones - tonight,
Armour - where our souls reside,
Let us be
But just a dance,
Eternal - tonight.

What is the point
Of these hands,
When all they do
Is hurt and tear,
What is the purpose
Of these arms,
When we are unable
To uplift,
What is the need
Of this nose,
When the smell
Of gunpowder assaults it,
What is the reason
Of this tongue,
When it refuses simple kindness,
What is the wish
Of humanity,
That dies
With every **** of a gun,
Of hope,
That tries endlessly
To prevent this earth
From fading to none.

If I waved to the stars,
Would they ever wave back?
If only
To put me out of my misery - tenderly,
If only
To shine their light upon me - momentarily.

I want to drown
In a serenity
That allows me
Just to be.

I have a sister
With whom I share
My soul,
Our bond is not
One of blood,
But my heart
Beats with hers.
Her shadows,
They shelter my heart,
And the moon
Sets in her soul,
Her light shines upon me,
A shower of golden hope.

I do not own
A home,
Just these walls
Of flesh and bone,
And these bricks,
Kissed by concrete,
And my soul,
Bare and lone.

The sun sets to you
At eve,
And rises
From freckled skies,
The sunflowers
Turn their heads,
And daffodils
Line your eyes.