by ppanero

                 Sirens shatter the air,
                  demanding, commanding,
                   tears fill my eyes.

                   Who may be dying,
                   who may be crying,
                  dying to live.

                  We create the space
                  and long for grace.

                What do I fear?
               Why do I care?

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