I…
want to attain
the unattainable.
I want to touch
the untouchable.
I want to think
the unthinkable
sink the unsinkable
shake the unshakeable
and break the unbreakable.
I want to write a letter to Whitman himself
and tell him that I too contain multitudes.
I am young. Just 21.
I’ve got the wind at my back
and the world at my fingers.
I want to educate the children.
I want to feed the hungry.
I want to stop the wars
and start a garden.
I WANT TO HOLD IN ALL THE WATERS OF THE WORLD
but
it just keeps slipping
through my hands like a sieve.
Photo by Amanda Grupp. Words by Shannon Wilson.
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