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2005 / 06 / 23 - Beirut's Heat - Poem by A Poem A Day

The dust is floating in the polluted air
Like a silent whitness of people's suffering
And the sun is shining proudly like the heir
To a throne that has never had any king.
After a few days in the fresh mountain,
I'm back to the city's dreadfull heat
With sweat flowing like a streaming fountain,
Smelly socks and horribly stinky feet.
40°C, the thermometer must've gone furious;
With my shirt and pants glued to my skin,
I'm somehow getting mad and delirious
If I walked naked, would it be a sin?

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  • (9/19/2005 1:14:00 PM)

    It sounds horrible but a good poem; I could almost feel the heat and smell the feet :) (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 30, 2005



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