Letters & Opinion

Literary Page: How best to live

I sing you hard songs;
you offer me a rose
made of metal


I have sculpted
my own breath;
you have designed


A heart made of stone:
all emblems to the
sentimental side


Of a life as I plead
understanding, and
now make sacrifices


Wondering how much
more there is to give
as the anthems cause


Cracks at the sides—
we heal best with
our bones and flesh


— Cyril Dabydeen