I’ve been alive for so many years,
And I still have yet to live one day.
In and out. Young and old. Never me.
Never alive,…Not fully.
How to fix it? No one knows.
There are plenty of theories out there:
Ignore it. Isolate. Integrate.
Though perhaps, one simply can’t change fate?
If worsened, we’re told we’re not trying.
If bettered, it does not last one storm.
Here and there. Lost and found. Harmed and cured.
No one has the final word…
While we wait around in clouds of chaos,
Praying to Gods that do not save us…
Looking to men who can’t save themselves,
To know how to reach all of our selves.
K. Aldaya, 2/13/22
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