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Withered Sons

We lost,

We lost sons,

We lost land, time and destinies,

We walked away from a fight,

In another life, it would be fair,

Fortunes would live inside dreams, inside blood, inside reason,

Trees hugged the concrete,

Heavy oaths,

Leave them behind,

We are in a life,

We are without soul,

We are perfection,

No longer real,

A river, an ocean, an incognito body of water,

A step,

A ticket,

A son,

I forget,

Something fair,

I choose fair,

The impasse of the skin,

The killer of eyes,

I remember,

I am a dancer of treasures,

I am a dancer of pride,

I steal souls,

I steal minds,

Not like mine,

Not like my voice,

We were high,

We are above, 


Through and transfixed,

We died,

Our sons died, 
Our sons burn,

Our sons, the withered.

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Written by
noon-m-imad
Sudanese
Published
Nov 28, 2012
Lines·Words
35·136
Notes

This poem is actually for the children of Gaza, and they leave their land only to leave their hearts in it.

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