London Poem: Day 252

26 April

We suffer just the same as
Everyone else, but we know pain,
You and I.
The way our worlds unfold
Has no comparison;
We live and die, everyday.
Don’t tell me we don’t,
Because if you do,
You must be dead again.
Let the lights bend over
Empty streets, where the
Rare moonlight appears
Only to be swallowed
By cloud, a moment later –
But there, there we will be.
Living our lifetime
Day in, and day out.

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