One Poem by Nicole Barbour
One
a unit of 3, you tried to break.
A mother, a son, a daughter.
You tried to seal the fate.
Now as 3 we become 1,1 family together, we are one.
1 by 1 we tell our stories, to heal the pain, the suffering, your glory.
You beat us, you separated us, you drove a wedge.
Now it's your turn to face the edge.
Friday, March 11, 2022
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