Manonton Dalan

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042911n Listen If You Wish - Poem by Manonton Dalan

mud on my feet dried to clay
hard, hurting my skin i endure
until callous takes pleasure of
protecting me from intruders
i pass while i talk to so many
unknown face but one craving

i couldn't give them all but hope
that lay ahead taken with purpose
other than that is a futile as an ash
give me your hand, give your mind
take your heart with you, you need it
when thirst comes for you to decide

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 29, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 7, 2011

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