THE RAPE
You can't know how the sparrows feel
When they are raped by the hyenas.
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DEAR LIFE
There's always something on the jaded skies
That thumped the wavy spiral of my balloons
And that is death.
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THE CRIPPLE
I saw a ruffled bird along a path
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The first bomb dropped
In Manjib
Relics of time past.
With cobble stones
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KHARTOUM
In Khartoum,
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ALL I HAD
The clanging bells from the Thames forge
Have once again woken the harpy eagles
To their disposition.
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A WOMAN IN LABOUR
You can't know how the clanging bell of death
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The golden sound of silence
Hello,
Raven
My old friend
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The summer rays swept on our thatched roof.
Mediterranean.
Sometimes, in the warm wind of August.
Two thousand seasons.
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We finally arrived on the bay in Stockholm.
After long nights across the Atlantic.
And wild bonfires of Umea welcomed us.
So relaxed.
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