In Papine Square

In an ocean of disinterested humanity;
Two boys, identical, no more than eight
Find cause to revel in Papine Square.
Twice blessed, with mirror images,
other selves denied to many, and man’s
fascination and mutual general curiosity;
they have never been ignored.

One stream of joy in the sea of existence,
Twin brothers, yet little more than babies,
Skip along the crowded sidewalk,
And I, from my seat on high in the Number 68,
cast judgement on my jaded scepticism,
and their resilient innocence.
Flowers still bloom amid the thorns in Papine.

About Gabrielle Burns

I am a Jamaican at play here in this vast playground in cyberspace....Yes, at times I do like to live dangerously, but I AM also working hard at becoming more interesting by the day... :)
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One Response to In Papine Square

  1. on papine square…WASTE NEITHER TIME OR EFFORT ON REMORSEFUL REGRET, THE EATER OF SOULS, tk u mlj lv nv

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