On the Same Hill

On the Same Hill

We Pursue
The same dream,
Complying with the laws,
Purple and yellow
On the same hill.

I remember
How I got here,
Just as others do;
Some are here by the wind;
Desperate waves,
Baffling the concerned.

We avoid
making more tears;
Find the right solution,
To put everything
In order and
Embracing all.

©Byung A. Fallgren

This poem first appeared in Talking River Review
Issue 48, Spring 2020.






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