My Lungs are Alive as am I.


There are people breathing air I have never tasted

Air that has been recycled and repurposed

to start wars

to blow up birthday balloons

to whisper secrets in lovers ears

Catalyzing life (both literal and figurative)

And the fact I am in this

And this in me

That I may experience so much, no matter how miniscule to the masses 

I may never live up to these  but I am alive

Oh, G-d!  am I alive!

And I want to breathe the air I have never tasted.

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