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Katy Mack May 2010
An intricate celtic band
Placed on her left hand.
Love circling them tightly,
Blind of the facts that are unsightly
Showing that their alliance
Didn't contain others compliance.
After the "I do's" were said
She thought she was mislead.
Seeing him touching her face
Seemed to disintegrate her grace.
Filled with anger and rage
She refused to be upstaged.
She decided the only way
To make him want to stay
Was to take the very vow
They took to mean till now.
She came upon him when he was asleep
And she was very careful to creep.
With the axe that was a gift
She took her aim and was about to lift
When he woke up and smiled
To see his beautiful bride agiled
Standing next to his frame.
She was so filled with shame
She dropped the axe before
He saw her eyes filled with gore.
The next night she tried again
And if it hadn't been
For the candle she had knocked down
She would have escaped out of town.
But she took too long
To think about what went wrong
And the house burned up in flame
It consumed both bodies with one name.
She tried to take his life
But "till death do us part" made her his wife
And wouldn't let her leave his side
As the entire town cried.
Written 2/21/07 @ 9PM by Kathrine Mack.
Hassan Idris May 2020
(Happy mother's day)

Dear American lover,
I know I don't have
the voice like Micheal
Jackson, but I surrender to
the comeliness of your voice.

Beloved white skinned
lover,let the purity of your
love pass through my soul
and let me feel its greatness.

They saw wrinkles on your
skin, but I saw lots of pretty
dimples and immense beauty.

They said you're aged and
fade-out, but I said my eyes
saw agility and maturity.

Dear American lover, I know I
have no golden wealths like
Bill Gates, but I have fiona
and flora of love in my heart
to give to you.

Give me your trust and  I
shall install it on my young
agiled and poetic heart.

Dear American lover, let us
take a love flight to the United
States; Maryland where your
umbilical cord slid away from.

Come and take me away to
your heart where I shall dwell
in there forever.
This poem is dedicated to all our mothers in this world.  I celebrate with you all a happy mother's day.

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