Posts Tagged “poetry”
De sun echoes in de sky As we push our livestock south. We must forage for de water, Surviving hand to mouth. But distress is a-brewing, It cries out through de land, It sweeps de famine and disease Across de desert sand. De violence rumbles like boomba, Boom-boom—ready to bust. Then soldiers of de nearby…
The wind wisps pasts the graveyard stonesand sweeps along the long dead bonesof stately men and paupers poorwhose souls cryout forever more….whose souls cryout forever more…. Like leaves now parched, blown away,that once blushed in a younger daywhen they were lush and clung to trees,gently bobbing on the breeze. The wind wisps past the crumbly…
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