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Lento Maez


I Am


I am the footprints in the dust
I write the strike signs with my blood

I am the spirit that moves the man
You are the death rattle of the government

I am the footprints in the dust
You can’t see me but I am there

I write the strike signs with my blood
You spat out “losers” I was there

I am the spirit that moves the man
You are the death rattle chocking me

Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013
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