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young girl

All the rich boys gaze upon her

•

The empty page

)(

( no poetry upon it )

))((

The years all come down to one word

On one day


? Today ?

?



In the burning city

Where the police play

<>

()          ()


We are gone from here

We are into " the Business"

Watching book sales

Waiting for payment

For our inspiration

Drawn from

Her pain

•

Little one

////

Come

Angels poets and saints

Are still waiting for you

In every shadow

Of the world

()

Some may say

This poem is HATRED !!

( attacking the sacred country ! )

Or even

The world of poetry !

"""""""""""""

Silly words

Meant to deceive

))((

The red river runs deep with death

LIKING

these false defenders

Solving the problems
They themselves create

•

•

FREEDOM

the young girl

(17)

Plays the piano

At the old age home

Where her grand-mother dwells

A lovely poem

Writing itself

//

Yes we still

All
Need each other

We are love


Not just a place with books to sell

.