Two Kids, Two Lives - Poem by Fritzner Erauda
Early morning he woke up,
opened the translucent window,
and breathe the cold morning air.
He stretched his arms out wide
as if reaching for his dreams.
“Can life be any more easier? ”
Late at night she woke up,
from the thunderous sound
of twenty train cars passing by.
She shut her ears tight with her hands,
and cried her scarlet eyes out.
“Can life be any more difficult? ”
we’re all humans,
struggling to reach
our long lost dreams.
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