Stephen Moten Poems

Red eyes before me

Burning gaze set upon me
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Death has come for him

And has waved for him to come
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Shifting of Red Sand

Falling of White Snow, no one
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Played like a guitar
My strings pulled to make music
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I never knew love

No one ever returned hugs
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Bible says 'Amen'

But, if you have god in you.
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