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Two Strangers in Harlem

I met two strangers in Harlem

on a summers day

in the vivid street and on the train

because my heart was open

They tell their stories

if you dare to listen

and wear their heart on their sleeve

for the world to see

if anyone opens their eyes

Not hearing but listening

not seeing but looking

not passing by but being

You can choose to see a stranger

or a sister and a brother

see the worst in people

like rats scurrying in the gutters

or see the beautiful chaos

that is Humanity

© 2023 Marieke de Koker

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