Dear citizen,
we dwell
on opposite shores
washed by
mismatched horizons.

What you want
from the future
is going to burn down
my world.

Yet,
I’m a citizen,
like you.
I dream of lions
and sometimes
spend long hours
counting stars.

Maybe
you could come
before nightfall.
You can stand by me
on this neutral ground.

We shall wait
together
for the stars
while our differences
fade away
into the twilight.

© Marian C. Ghilea, 2021
artwork by Marian C. Ghilea, 2022