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  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Lazhar Bouazzi
Simplicity
Is the
Act of giving shape
To chaos -
An affair of alchemy,
Like turning sweat
Into drops of
Silver.

(c) LazharBouazzi
The flowers of the Sunflower
turn to greet the sun everyday
As the sun travels across the sky
the flowers follow
And as the sun goes down
they droop over in mourning
Sedoo Ashivor May 2016
As I rock him,
     His eyes become dimmer and dimmer
       His breathing is quieter and quieter
      His eyelids get heavier and heavier
   Until they flutter close...
He is asleep.
Sedoo Ashivor May 2016
I appear where bold people speak
I precede intention
I breed expectation
I rarely reside with the weak

You can recognize my symbol
You can use me in your tone
I am neither proud nor humble
But I prefer to work alone

I would like to haunt you
Sometimes, I'll taunt you
Until you say something
Back to me.

**What am I?
Sedoo Ashivor May 2016
Wide, blue and endless
His infant eyes gazed, amazed
On his evening stroll.
I sit here everyday
watching you walk by
You never even notice me
it makes me want to cry

See me on the corner
begging for some food
Walk the other way
not caring if it's rude

Other people stare
always looking, never seeing
Never even noticing
I'm a human being

Sleeping every night
on the cold park bench
What I wouldn't give
To get rid of this stench

I look at my hands
the dirt is starting to crust
Always being on guard
not knowing who to trust

For my situation
I'll accept the blame
But the way you treat people
You have all the shame
  May 2016 Sedoo Ashivor
Tom Blake
I
Want to say...'There, there, everything
WILL
Be
Okay!'
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