Khan Ubaid Poems

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1.
The Complaint?

How many will you hang?
on the beds of fire,
choked by the ropes of iron,
in the prisons…
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2.
Within (Unexpressed Words To My Mother)

Hold my hand as I'm still alive,
'shaken, frozen, swallowing the cries
deep inside the darkest vase'.
But I promise I will never stop the chase
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