Offerings<\/p>\n
I was a boy of too many blurred visions.
\nYou came just in time, picked and
\ndusted me into a paradise where words
\nare ripe roses too beautiful to walk past
\nwithout halting to give hallelujah to the artist.<\/p>\n
The world would have made a bowl
\nof mesh meal from my bones
\nif not you, defying distances to teach me
\nhow to be human. How would I have grown?<\/p>\n
That other day, for instance, when my demons
\nconfined me into exile, you welcomed me
\nto the world proper. You think you did so little,
\nbut it’s engraved in my head that even after now,
\nI do not want your place to be vacant in my world.<\/p>\n
And now that darkness surrounds you,
\nyou do not have to worry anymore.
\nJust hold unto me. Both of us are enough
\nto torch our paths to survival. <\/p>\n
Even if I have to carry you, the way you did,
\ndo not worry. You’d have your back broken,
\neyes far-flung from their sockets
\nto walk me into safety with songs of light.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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