Dead

They have tried to kill me,
because I was not good enough.
They have been trying to kill me,
because I was the best.
They have been trying to kill me,
because they were all broken inside.
I will not die, before it’s time.
They will not kill me,
in that way.
I live on every day,
with luck on my side:
because I am still alive!

Petra Hermans, Worldpoet 546
The Netherlands, © 2015

Amen

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