I know that I have lost so much.
But would hope give hope respite from loss?
If I had a straw to clutch at
Would fate snatch victory from my grasp?
I have held out my hands all day
To a world gone cold in the month of May.
Would that my care and earthly chaos
Broker peace and mend my errors:
Never a peace to end all peace,
No terror to sell religion.
All I ask is personal release.
And the presence of mind and gut
To savor it with pomp and pride.
Akpan
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