We have seen the most gunshots
and we hide the most holes,
but our white soldiers still stand straight in our mouths
to great the darkness passing by.
It’s been a year since I met you
and you’ve never stopped smiling,
but then again, neither have I
through a million spilled drinks and lost friends.
But for me, I knew I was hiding.
For you, I had no idea
that your entire life had caught on fire
and burned to the ground with everything you owned.
I didn’t realize that you hadn’t ridden the bus
and were wearing the same suit for two days,
your white soldiers are stronger than mine.
You still laugh at my jokes
and walk in the rain
and tell those annoying kids to shut up.
And it was your strength
that made me realize who we are.
The ones who keep smiling for the benefit of others
because our lives seem so insignificant.
I will tell you now
that I do not see you as insignificant.
What I want to know
is what you think of me,
and maybe, for once,
make this smile real.