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redbarchettadrive
Poems
Mar 2010
~When I Was Adam's Fingers
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When I was Adam's apple--
tender pain shot to the core.
The burden of mass starvation
came knocking on my door.
Looming storms that sighs began,
through my veins the bad blood ran.
I was sanitized and hunted
since my feet hit the ground.
I remember hearing the woman and
that haunting hissing sound.
Why couldn't I be more thankful
and run from misery,
instead of always rearing it's
head and running after me?
We walked into the sunset's light,
scrawled calligraphy of a flood.
Even tried to warn 'ol Noah
about the rising tide of blood.
We shook the tree,
it's fruit's long forgotten.
Twins fight for space inside her womb,
one will turn out rotten.
Looming storms that sighs began,
through my veins the bad blood ran.
When I was Adam's fingers...
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