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jeffrey robin
Poems
Apr 2015
from the high hills walkin down
( she )
::::
( (
• •
) )
she thought there was love here
but she heard wrong
/// ///
( but there ain't no cryin )
||||
all the love poems
Stuffed in a dumpster in an alley !
( even these
Start to stink )
••
All the writers of the love poems
Are now staggering thru empty streets
•
( alas )
•
" I knew I shoulda gone into politics "
---- I hear them say
••
Vacant lots in the inner cities
Where the homeless await
The bullets of the police man
••
As the acid rain falls down
As the radiation eats our bones away
As wussy and tussy fornicate
Behind the cafeteria
She ......
Comes down from the high hills
••••
Come
Let us go meet her on the road
Let us be Pure Water !
Let us follow her wherever she goes
Let us awaken from this trance - like slumber
Let us vow to know Real Love
free from the chains that twisted words make
Out of the sanctity of true experience
And re-seed the world
With humanity
And human dignity
And grace
And ( yes )
Poems of Love
Written by
jeffrey robin
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