Wake up, and breathe Vessels for their blood For there is one through your nostril, Five for one hand, Five for one foot, Though you cling to life by a hand against the air, A foot upon a wall, As you breathe in the stench of the rushing iron While the train moves you To the other end of the Earth. You're at least a human to me, A beating heart, Pumping blood, Washed flood That soothes your eyes, instead of tears. We are bonded, From human to human, For what matters Is the life spawned into creation, As I will not let it fall from where it rose. I cling to the other hand, Match my foot against your free one. We are not the same size, Though weep the same cries. You stare at the sky, While I kiss your quivering cheek Blossoming so meek With breathless relief.