Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris


the people who can make you burn
with anger and compassion
like a baby who can’t decide whether to laugh
or cry.

the people who are there
when you stand at the ledge about to jump;
sometimes they plead with you to come inside
but on other days,
leave you shivering outside.

despite hurt and clouded feelings that hold
raindrops of lack of consideration and disappointment,
if I had to choose between
my blood and my buddies,
i know to who i’d make a commitment.

people with whom you have fun
and fill time
for certain seasons.

those you are permanently linked to
and love
without reason.


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