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We Are Accidents

Today, I was missed by a bullet
fired by a sniper in Syria,  
a runaway train 10,000 miles from it, 
and every swing of the 
Grim Reaper’s scythe in between. 
A repeat of so many days 
of good coincidences.

Life is but an accident of time and geography,
we the beneficiaries of a random amnesty.

Tomorrow, I shall rise 
and raise song unto the vaulting blue 
for my privilege of sun. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 12/27/2018 5:43:00 PM
I know that you feel it is great to be alive after such a close call. Enjoyed reading your work. Sara
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Bernard Chan
Date: 12/28/2018 9:34:00 AM
Thank you very much for your visit and kind words, Sara. Glad you enjoyed it.