Jumping into the fire
With no hesitation or fear
Is the mark of a hero
Or mark of an absolute idiot, I must say
Why would you risk your life to save another?
Or to save anything at all, indeed?
For nothing is certain,
Not even the gears of the clock
That spin their way towards us
Nor the purposeful night
Which is followed by day
In periphery
Not even death
Which greets us as a companion
For how can we be sure
About what has not yet arrived?
Time is the byproduct of lies
Perhaps that is why
You jump into the fire
Fearless
And determined
And only as safe
As you allow yourself to be.
I forgive you for that
In case we don’t meet,
Again
And again
I capitulate your fate
As you might capitulate mine. Hanna is a Muslim-Canadian writer. She enjoys writing both poetry and long-form novels.
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