Treading on parallel lines
Nov 10, 2021
We are two souls, treading on parallel lines
Walking back and forth on our paths
Looking forward and backwards in time
One day, the path’s rotation was cut into half
There’s nowhere to go when our cards have to fold
Finally, we turned our heads and looked across
Each in our hands our baggages to hold
There’s no time for remorse, no remorse
Burdened, you said, “let go of yours so you could cross”
“How?” I asked, looking at yours.
“My hands will be free when you toss.”
I look around me, a life cut short
There’re no more lines, my home just across
Our hands freed now, there’re no remorse
