Your World/My World

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Around me
I've found
I've built a wall
of bars
built over gas station windows
of moving cars
like the one that hit my best friend
of bathroom stalls
locked, hiding
death, hiding
breathes, hiding
words, hiding
tears and love and hate
and poetry
scrubbed out
left out
kept out
of mouths
of eyes
of minds
of mine
of this beating heart of mine

Around you
I see
people lost
reaching for perfection
with arms too short
looking for magic
with blind eyes
finding themselves
in a world
of color
of nothing
of love
of hate
of something
bigger
than themselves
darker
than their skin
richer
than what is their
flavor, that is
riches they have
but no richness
because

Around me
there is richness
not riches, like money
but richness
like chocolate
like caramel
like a bittersweet
fare-thee-well,
oh, me and my people
know the richness
not brought about by rich-es
but survival of the fittest,
of the strongest,
meant to go the longest
meant to be the fondest
of the hardest
of the toughest
not scared of the roughness
of the darkness
we, the fondest
we, the lovers
we, the livers
we, the penniless givers
we gypsies

who dance to the sound
of a beating heart
who speak
from a heart
that has seen
in the dark
that has seen
through the tears
through the fears

We are a world
I am a world
that you will never know
that you will never grow
in, be shown
in
and what you will never know is
dancing right under your nose
where the dirt is

You are a world
where the peace is
where a dream sits
and reaches for earth
where the dirt is
to come to life
and be per-fect
to make it all worth it
And it would be per-fect
but you would never reach-it
unless you touch the earth
where the life is
where your feet sit.