Zywa The watchword

Looking into the light
of the golden mirror, I eat
all the comfort that's in the house

Kissing is no help
crying only after sleeping
from exhaustion, disappointed

but it is no different
than expected, than it was
during the siege

Wanting to live
remains the watchword
After a cold shower

putting on my make-up
getting my courage together
A new day, golden light of the sun

Poem 1623
Amsterdam, 2017-11-20

Collection: From Sacred Scriptures
The Praised One 

Keyword: Life: survival (effort) 
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