Torn

We are born into

a forlorn world, and then mourn

loved ones gone before

 

we live, strive, suffer

cry, the lost tribe, a buffer

once shielded us

 

we are torn into

a new born world, as adults

we stand, the new dawn

 

we live,  find joy, love

create a new tribe, new way

and coffee was there

 

Moira Levant / COCOA2.com © December 22 2017

 

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