Who Are You?

Women and men are beautiful
standing in the light of the rising sun,
naked and strong,
so happy to be here…

He took a look at my sleeping face
wrote me a note
left me a coffee…
We kept in touch, we did our work.

You had too much comfort;
you tried to understand the others around you,
their drivers. It was your tragedy that you couldn’t.
You were so lucky, always so lucky.