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Speaking over coffee
Shooting at the breeze
I smiled at her softly
And loved her more than me

Reflecting back on time with you
As difficult as it seems
It’s so hard, my love, I never knew
Anything as easy

I set down with settled fingers
A cup of clouded dreams
That tastes like fresh carnation
In simmered down caffeine

Tell me all your stories
Sing me songs to sleep
For a moment, I’ll taste the confidence
That you could love me more than me
Child of the outside
on the inside
one foot out
one foot in
never belonging
never apart

Child of the inside
on the outside
one foot in
one foot out
never apart
never belonging

Child of both sides
on neither side
both feet out
both feet in
never apart
never a part

Heart & soul divided
Mind & hands confused
Ears & nose demanding
Eyes & tongue confiding
Child of both
Child of none

an older piece retrieved from the 'attic'

an older piece retrieved from the 'attic'
published previously on other sites as "One Child"
 Sep 2021 Brian Turner
 Sep 2021 Brian Turner
You are my unsent message.
The cursor blinking rhythmically,
With my heartbeat,
For me to hit send.
But I am not ready,
And I’m not sure if I ever will be
So I left it like that.
Unsent. Unseen. Unread.
“I miss you.”
To suppress the enemy
Mama, I'm ready!
Where you feel like crying
I'll make a paradise there for you.
Where's the unrest, let me know
To make it cool and peaceful
I'm brave enough, I'm ready!

I'll bring the morning light
from the dark night,
I am bold, I am silent
I'm looking for justice,
I'm angry enough to fight,
I'm ready now, I'm ready!

I'll never stop facing the truth
until the final victory.
I'm not a satisfied young
and not going to take it wrong
Where are the enemies?
I'm battle, ready, I'm ready!

Who are distressed and weak,
Let them be strong!
Let all injustices away by the right!
I'm ready, always ready!
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