fire

from small seeds grow oaks.
from big dreams disappointment.
two cuts from one knife.

one road brought you here.
thorns and glass did not stop you.
your tears still shine wet.

the final thirty.
a year of tribulations.
no path to tributes.

in the cold dark night.
wolf sleeps with empty belly.
dreaming of feasting.

i’m taking my ball.
i’m not playing anymore.
overlooked too long.

the luck of so few
bullies the work of many.
waiting for just us.