Thursday, 5 May 2011

The Seasoned Mariner's Lament

I live
within a structure
that for some
embodies
a symbol of hate;
though I was not present
at the moment of impact
twenty years ago...

twenty years ago,
though I am a different soul
within the similar surface,
the slitted stares see
but the ghosts
of ancient atrocities.

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