We, the poets
Come here
Calling our hope
Lost or found

We, all the same
Here, write, then go
Because, who knows
Why not?

We, lost or not
Singing for new love
Like blue birds
Only us

We, like children
Our lines here hang
Softly for all
To see

We the poets
We hide
Write and cry
So true

See, how we are
You or me
Them and us
All the same