IT IS NOT EASY
our lullabies have lulled the world
into insomnia
we have sung so many dirges
we have kept the dead wide awake
our melodies
sound like stuck records
our mournful cries scarred with indelible scratches
out of tune with the harmony of nature
monsters and mummies
have danced and gyrated
at the cacophony of our voices
it is not easy to sing with a lump in your throat
nor a gaping wound in your vocal chords
it is not easy to sleep with cold feet
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