Songs of Anisha
“A Giant Mistake,”
by Abigail George
Rush, rush, rush
You are not lost
I am small
Misplaced for my size
Your memory
Is like a giant colossus.
I turn inside
For some time
Introspective
Numb to the blurred
Landscape of that day
The assassin
The bullets in the gun.
Hush! No more secrets
The world is different
In every generation
It is one step closer
To a simple life
The broken parts connected
Hands clean.
You’re all I could be
Personalities switched
This is no time to be small
That day was like dynamite
In my memory
Slow in drifting skies.
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