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For the hunter’s fright, Eagle’s talons command,
While the Eagle’s heights abound the flight.
For the hunter’s smile, the Eagle’s pasts remind;
In Eagle’s might, smiles the hunter’s fright.
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Legs! Legs!
What are you legs?
In streets,
legs, legs__
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Deep within her, a sting is hidden,
A hidden sting never spoken of,
Forever lay in darkness, watching;
By the paths lay before others.
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In Waltz, she trembles... forevermore;
Rid off her thorns, she is in mirth.
Here is her dearest dragon dating her,
To wed her foot, unto her own path.
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Oh Dear Mandela!
If your soul was an immortal breeze,
Tomorrow wobbling in flames
Half in darkness gobbled,
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Chill cringes, the throned one fidgets,
Darkness rages and raiders plod by.
Around his stars, his stare is flung__
Once, heros now zeros snuffed.
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Upon faith’s pulpit,
Hope sweetens hearts__
Yet pain winds up in flesh;
Vow as lies vow
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Oh love!
what our dearest
home
you were
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Who can the world turn hollow
If thirsty, tombs all in fiasco sting?
Do mortals dropping mean a thing?
If lull to the world on knees, follow,
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What is joy
If the teacher’s cane
Comes out of classrooms joyfully
Hugging conmen and murderers!
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To the widow, tolerably the burden is born,
To her, freely companies are gained,
Seeding on her only lonesome shoulders torn,
A desolate empire, she, the anointed.
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Hand in hand, into the sea, they plunge,
Each other, for they addressed
Ages ago, in their hearts for their fleshes
With the stranger to flee to feel.
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There is a bitter kiss by your mouth,
Yet your lips stuck, are tight.
There is cruel gentleness by your hips,
Yet your nerves still, are numb.
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The Eagle's Flight

For the hunter’s fright, Eagle’s talons command,
While the Eagle’s heights abound the flight.
For the hunter’s smile, the Eagle’s pasts remind;
In Eagle’s might, smiles the hunter’s fright.

The Eagle could not; all its commands keep held,
If the Eagle’s hunter too wore some talons,
For its smiles forever come to mock the foe fled,
In scared hunters, since times ago in ages.

For to the mighty Eagle, talons are rewarding,
In the flights high, talons well persevere,
And in the Eagle’s shadows cast, its will to spring
More ladders, the Eagle to shove higher.

The Eagle’s talons will not for a day go blunt,
For its scratches will them, keep sharp,
And the broken ones, victims will surely meant
While witnesses will be playing the harp.


June 2003

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