Teach us then how to beg
And not how to make a fist
I have been a warrior long enough
Teach us too to fold our fingers
In diplomacy’s easy request
Taking defeat out into the open
Where we are all a loser in the game
Of love & survival, all sense the same void –
Where we are married with shared tribulations
Teach us then how to shield a slender fate
To brace a door from a weary storm
Teach us the great cause of loving arms
Open hands that carry our playful travelling
And offer the ultimate grain of our salvation
Like a knot of fingers over-head
To opaque friends that ennoble all shared struggles.
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Wuji Seshat 