Confined amid these steel bars
With a pen and paper for camaraderie
Engineering ways to break the rails
That slaughtered all chances of living
As she writes her Poetry;
A bird
With torn wings
Comes to life
Lending her a feather
A wonder woman
In disguise
To take her away
From her past
But she refuses
To haul the roots
Binding her
To the past
Where the destroyed remains
Of her home
Linger
When he
Writes his own Poetry;
Killing himself in the process
Of deracinating
From his past
They both
Happened
To share.
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