Unison

A poem about outsiders

You can find more of my poetry on my website: AdamLujan.com

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I have now gotten to where the dogs barking

Mixed with the gunfire and the screams at night

Do not bother me. Instead, I allow the tune of 

Their song to fill my ears and I sometimes

Have the smell of piss or vomit fill my nostrils

Or I see a man and women, slanted sideways by drugs 

Or maybe it's just life. I look upon them

And I do not judge, because inside my chest is an equally

Loud commotion. It intertwines with the beat of the outside 

World and sometimes I hear the two singing in unison.