She Asked

She asked me why I’m leaving,
The answer is muddied and transparent,
I asked her why I must go,
Because we are made up of our memories,
Or of what we forget.

She asked me why we fear the unknown,
But answers of the past are in the future,
I asked her why we want to suffer,
For a better tomorrow, she says,
Because we remember.

She asked if the traveler will return,
Though journeys must end for the sun to rise,
I asked if she will be safe,
Safer than you, she didn’t say.
Safer than us.

She asked why I had to evolve,
But I can’t tell if time stood still,
I asked her to walk with me tomorrow,
We all inherit the same amount of time,
Believing we are not just passing by.

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Fred Yu writes fiction in the Asian Historical Fantasy genre. He is a filmmaker, chef, Feng Shui practitioner, martial artist, and for over a decade was a risk manager in Citigroup. He graduated from New York University majoring in film and television, and has directed a number of documentaries and short films while working in the financial services industry. Yu is currently a full-time writer and lives in New York City.

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