my people
where are my people?
It's been a few decades now.
I have not heard from any of you,
I am starting to think I got lost.
Had my soul fallen
to the wrong pocket of the earth?
Had I missed our stop in
history's timeline?
Perhaps you're all sipping coffee in 1996,
or are nestled snugly around a campfire tonight
Perhaps you don't need words anymore,
You are safe and wanted, no doubts.
My soul sisters, my flame brothers,
You make me miss something I haven't known.
my god, I wonder,
Do you feel my absence as loudly as I feel yours?
© ciarawrites
It's been a few decades now.
I have not heard from any of you,
I am starting to think I got lost.
Had my soul fallen
to the wrong pocket of the earth?
Had I missed our stop in
history's timeline?
Perhaps you're all sipping coffee in 1996,
or are nestled snugly around a campfire tonight
Perhaps you don't need words anymore,
You are safe and wanted, no doubts.
My soul sisters, my flame brothers,
You make me miss something I haven't known.
my god, I wonder,
Do you feel my absence as loudly as I feel yours?
© ciarawrites