Far And Near Poem by Muhammad Hesham

Far And Near

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The cities of the north
Bury their dawn
Under wheels and gears.
Far and near,
The hollow throngs,
Herded in a hurry to nowhere,
Can not remember
That they can remember.
No one has ears
For the wailing mist
No one has eyes
For robins to rest.
Far and near,
The southern tears
Keep watching, waking and whipping.

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Ana Monnar 27 August 2007

Beautifully said..........................

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