When the lights flicker

When freedom fighters fight freedom

When the gallows swell

When cries echo

When groans linger

When tears splash

When the walls tumble down

When night reaches wide

When air is thin

When patience has stolen away

When the only feeling is hunger

When wind scuffs ears

When remains bake and crawl

When the moon glares

When answers yield questions

When hope is a forgottendsc_0033 laugh

When a hand reaches out into nothing

When the cold beckons sleep

I’ll be there.


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