Caricamento in corso...

Every

Every inch I take I lose a mile.
Every time they look, another dead smile.
Every walk I go on I think of you
Every time I am asked, “What will you do?”
Every stone that I lift I am crushed by another.
Every time I do bad, there is less of my brother.
Every step that I take I lose a little strength.
And I’ve been walking for miles.

(2015)

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