EZEKIEL MAU

Hope! Is the flight of
a wingless man
It is the light that brightens
the deepest night
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What is man?
but a tool to fulfil the heavens.
Heaven that is so far from his reach
Reaching for him is out of his mind
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Sow the seed
and let the zygote grow,
Stump the trees
and the seed will through
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Too many schools here and there,
teaching everything you can ever learn
Too many books here and there,
gossiping everything to our itchy ears
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The foundation of all spectra
Good enough to gain a central
Find others moving up and down it.
But disputing this, to you is a death trap.
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When oldage calls: I must dance the tune of time
When oldage calls: my sight becomes dim as night
When oldage calls: my strength is pale before a flight
I wonder then, why i never prepared a third leg
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JANE LAMA
Ever told you,
about this wood?
About her color?
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The foundation of all spectra
Good enough to gain a central
Find others moving up and down it.
But disputing this, to you is a death trap.
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Fervently helpless
Recklessly senseless
See a long way yet lies?
but he's Majorly fainted
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At first, I go numb.
Dare I ponder the SUN
Whose paths are far fetched
And can never to a sum bring
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Feelings of hawking the world
Stealing my very breath along
Pray the heaven I meet a saviour
Whom my dilemma should buy off this log
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How cruel art thou
OH! end of man.
Having neither foe nor friend,
Less more a scold nor trend.
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Bless the day I set my soul's window On thou my fair one.
Never to forget like a movie I saw twenty one times:
Every pixel of every clip of every scene of the first day I met you, I lay on.
You left me with imaginations this poet cannot for a year phantom.
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A letter to my burdened pro- creators ÷

With almost half my life gone
With all those lies I burn
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Why is it always on the farmland?
The farmer has his reasons
Of putting such horrible glance before your eyes
That image that scares away life from you as your heart skips count,
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Why do I the things I do?
Why do I care, why do I say I love you?
Why do I laugh as though it is always a yuletide?
Why do I say I'm sorry, is it that peace may reign,
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I want to be free
I want to be free like a bird
Yes like a bird I want to free
I want to soar the peaks
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Have you ever drawn water
from a well?
what did û concieve
Afore letting the loop a fell?
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Can I Still your attention,
That I might bring to air the unvery mentioned?
That which has deluded us all
That which has covered our soul's window with oceans of red milk
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O! You that is wiser than the ancestors
Who in their right mind saw the need
For apropitiation
Who also by understanding and deeds
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