Sylvia Thomas Poems

Seeing,
Fleeing,

We do what we do everyday,
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Listen to those whispers,
Signs of tortures,
Tears of helplessness,
Cries for help.
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Through these tear-misted eyes,
This soul seeks light.
Yet no one is watching,
You're all alone.
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Heart palpitating
drowning in cold sweat
with the joints in your hands
like rusted hinges.
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For one more day,
To share smiles with all of you again,
To laugh and cry together,
I'd give up my sky.
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If there was another earth,
Would you shed light on it?

Like how God gave us trees,
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Salt,
Is the potato chip in my hand,
Is the tear that slides down my check,
Is the frustration ringing in my throat.
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She gazed up at the sky,
with her lifeless eyes.
But that cradle of stars,
just did not glance back at her
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Her eyes never reflected the sun's rays,
her hands could hold onto nothing,
her chest bore no heart.
If she could, she would.
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In her eyes,
the reflection of the world,
the innocence of a child,
the seed of beauty.
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