Conduit of the human spirit
I forced hope into the cord
Draining the tears of
The lost and abandoned
Plugging into outlets
Of forgotten promise
Forcing their light
Onto the dark barren screen
Charging into what
I had charged over before
—crossing the line
—crossing the line
(Villanova Post Office: January,2015)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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