'Banish' - Poem by Angelica Vargas
My golden days had ended and warm nights is soon to fade.
The sun shall never appear on my sight once again.
And the father moon will never whisper a song of sleep,
On my ears where hope and fruits are saying 'Reap! '.
Tomorrow will soon vanish from my memory,
New nights shall no longer view my misery,
For beneath this hard soil I stand through heart with fear,
Lies the tides so deadly and known as sea.
Few moments, I shall join their dance
I shall live among its barren soul in a glance
And will soon disappear from everyone's grunts.
I shall be free from measuring eyes and thumbs.
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