FRIENDS
By
Cesar Gutierrez
I’m leaving this place
that much is certain
I’m already on my way
How can I go on
when one look at the delicate hands of a child
stirs my emotion
How can I remain
and still believe
there is a place where no one suffers
there is a way to stay alive
Haven’t you known that longing?
Isn’t there something you want to say?
Don’t you remember
we started out the same
How do we come to be so far apart?
There is only one answer to this pain
Leave this struggle to the hired hands
lay beside the water’s edge
and dream
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