Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
The History Game
You seem so sure
That there’s nothing you can do
That the stars’ position
Tell you visions that are true
You seem so sure of how unsure our future is
Of how we’ll fight in a war that no one wins
And although we know
We still try
Oh history why
Why do you keep playing this game with me
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Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee
