Seas have parted for lesser reasons,
Birds have sung, night long,
For more unimportant occurrences.
So why now, do I feel these words,
Too heavy for you?
Lives have ended with less fanfare,
And streets have shut down,
With less loud applause.
Towns have disappeared,
With not a notice,
And here I stand, breathing for you.
Questions float in and out of me,
And horizons break, into paths of glory.
Will you choose? Will it be?
People say I am too young to see.
The future has been disregarded,
For lesser beings.
Turtles have stopped living,
Without extravaganza.
So why do I sit here,
Waiting for you?
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