Ghassan Sayegh

(Tuckahoe, New York, USA)


The many wounds kept me sane
As, Joanne of Arc, I'm unjustly slain;
I wish I had a washed brain
So forever to forget feeling drained.
One can dispute killer Cain
As it seems forever I lost the reins;
No one can dispute Job's fame
He waited on God and his reign regain.
I can no longer explain

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