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DecisionsIn stranger times we never sawthis opportunity, this open doorit was so obvious but we did not seethe symbol, reminiscent of our miserywe walked right past and some, right throughsome unknowingly, found their path to be truewhile others with a wistful eyecould not find a single reason whyThe door closed when the curtain shookand when age, the power of mind, tookthe curtain fell, softly, at lastthey finally saw what they had passedThe people on the other sidethe ones whose sighs had not yet diedfound solace in their own beliefthat held a hint of cold relief
Crocodile TearsCrocodile TearsThere was a reptile swimming in a grayscale world.His back glowed white like a sickly facethat rested in a ghost's handsHe lay on the sand of a pale beach and watchedthe white sun shine throughgunmetal treesA rose fell from a coconut tree and burstlike a ripe fruit on a concrete beachand silky petals mixed with sandA pale eye opened and a tear fellHe stretched his mouth and it dropped on white gumsand a bloated tongueA coconut fell from a rose bush and rolledto the water as a sacrifice.An offering from a thiefA martyr stood at the shore line and slippedinto a grey mirrorthat held him tightNo one saw the mother fallor the baby in the cavethat had frozenA poet's head drowsily sagsand sinks into the silenceof a crocodile's tears