Iron I Poem by Madrason .
Iron I
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I am an angel
of patience still
while you chopped
my mothers flesh
you could not break my will
strength doesn't come
from blunt blades
it is a tiny light
which jumps
in
between
those shades.M
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: character
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
in dedication of the oppressed people of Papua New Guinea
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5/6/2024 7:25:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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