Abdul Wahab

**special Oil - Poem by Abdul Wahab

On a fine wee hours
I suddenly found myself
among the heaps of dead bodies
as I was eaten yesterday so they were
all by none other than men to become
more valuable than them and waiting
patiently in a queue to be decomposed
with a magic lotion to be put to become
smoke of the factory having been gotten
a chance to pip into the deep pit of a well
of oil I saw with a great shock innumerable
lines of bodies some were dead some were
half alive decomposing with super special
chemicals to become oil after thousands of
years to be fit for the factories exactly like me

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  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (6/23/2013 3:06:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 25, 2012

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