You shout and tell me it’s not fair,
To give you one more chance, to dare.
That moon and all the stars are mine,
If I bow down just one more time.
The song you sing I’ve heard before:
The moon, the stars and even more.
Your god is chaos, broken dreams.
You’ll find your way,
Or not, it seems.
I walk away through icy snow: one bag, my pet, and yes, my soul.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
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