A gathering

By the ghost pail building
I see a religious troop gather
Seeking, seeking
To find
To fit
To be
Afraid to be outstanding
By the splintered, stained building
I see a broken school gather
Seeking, seeking
To find
to fit
to be
Afraid to be seen
By the neglected, struggling park
I see a hungry stampede gather
seeking, seeking
To fit
To find
To be
Afraid to be apart

Oh’ what a battle the mirror can be
We all gather and struggle with reflection
We see it clearly on quiet nights.
Busy mornings, we rush past.
Often creeps up on us in crowds.

The seeking, seeking
to fit, find and be
the afraid I see everywhere
is a reflection of me
what we all miss is
Already
we outstanding, seen,
and a beautiful part.

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