The Man Who Walked On Four Poem by Usman Hanif
The Man Who Walked On Four
I wonder whom I taught whom I owe
The preserved sorrow the gripe woe
Hardly legible the alien writes;
Scriptures known for the eras unknown
written upon these walls, the words will rot
Bellowing the pride that we sought;
that nobody will rise to face the flow
The'd be the man who walked on four...
22-02-2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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