Capeta

Will they still want me

When the vacation fun is over

And it’s back to un-reality

Waking up crying from haunted memories

of a war, culturally, they cannot conceive

A life lived that reads like a movie plot

It’s a hell of a scene

I won’t beg

But I hope

Count backwards from five

Let me give them a chance

To hug me tight enough that all

my broken pieces mold back together

Mi’iwi

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