Our hands have dug in the same earth,
Blackened nails reveal the search,
For answers hidden deep within the soil,
Other lives have come and gone,
Just the surface walked upon,
But never reached the depths at which we toil,
We are in each other’s blood,
Shared sweat and climbed through mud,
Ever wondering what each of us is worth,
We share a mirrored fractured soul,
Neither one of us is whole,
We only know,
We dig in the same earth.

5 thoughts on “THE SAME EARTH

  1. Very nice! You know sometimes I have these weird moments where I realise I’m drinking the same water that the dinosaurs did. After all it is the same. We only have a finite amount of it and it keeps being cycled over and over.

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