Auaduma Adookorn

In the dead of night,
Nefarious bullying whim
Scuff through my scanty life;
Obliged to watch the night I
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Blessed are the downtrodden, whose
ego crumble under the jackboot of yoke--
for they will fall no more
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On a journey of free rein, our life, the aged
chameleon linger behind at the rear,
on a promising but, thorny terrain
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In the tree, at the rear of the sea,
where nature pitched her tent--
mountains and valleys lived together
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her snow-drenched peak clinch and irk,
little stray bird dampen with snow
mull the where about of the flock
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driven nocturnal mammals from their lair
with indelible bruises of political whip, dawn
through twilight we are engaged in rat race
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he feeds on petal of drug to lift up
his ego, poke wild fire of doubt and bedevil
the mindset of addicted wretch
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From an immeasurable distance,
the azure sky wail, condescend
and embrace the slumberous maiden sea
in a spellbound ritual of continual kiss
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The sky tantalizes, smiles, murmurs and brandishes
a silver-like machete, suddenly, the shepherds led a drove
of black sheep for pasture, ferry tidal bore over the shore with mourning processions of souless clouds
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