Mayday
Almost died myself the 1st of May, 2 years ago,
Seizing as I had another death of my ego.
Flashing forwards to first 4 days of May just a year ago,
I lost a cousin all because of sins of "the ego."
Suddenly remembering my grandfather who passed 2 years ago,
I recall how he was born post-war on Cinco De Mayo.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2023
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