Chasm
I see them smiling and laughing
Wishing I was with them
Wishing they could see me
Two steps away
I see them enjoying their lives
Wanting to taste that air
Wanting to be there
Two feet away
I see those smiling faces
Praying to go meet them
Wanting to smile as well
Two yards away
I hear their lovely chit-chat
Trying to find a way
To make it to them
Two miles away
The Chasm is infinite
Never ceasing, expanding
Constantly separating
Though I'm 2 steps away
This poem is about:
Me
My community
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