Manonton Dalan

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It's Their Land - Poem by Manonton Dalan

land birds prints on dirt-path
going to shallow mud pool
a lizard footprints same way
detached wing on dried grass
red stain fresh, close my eyes
risk everywhere not for only me

continue my walk; scorching sun
my backpack is becoming heavy
i have to take a rest by a shadow
overlooking vast greenery, flowing
red tiny ants dislike my presence
they want to take me down by teeth


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 8, 2011

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 8, 2011

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