Other than a human…

How will I ever give thanks

for all that is blessed?

On a crumbling star,

my heart is safe and my hearth is lit.

I feel my privilege in my bones,

I see it in my home,

in the food I eat,

and in the tons of things

I don’t need.

I wish I were something

other than a human though.

I don’t think birds complain so much.

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Aakanksha

Aakanksha

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I'm a teacher and a writer. My life runs on my love for literature and poetry and music and cinema.