Artchil Daug


No Leaf For Walt Whitman - Poem by Artchil Daug

A RAINBOW for the murals of being!
You intimate time observers hiding in ages few!
You on the mountains, tall and short, beneath the skies of Mindanao!
You smoke belchers and environmentalists! You bigots!
You followers! The quagmire of humanity that took the earth out
of position. I wish to affirm myself as different from you,
for lonesome is a rainbow that casts away other colors
in the murals of being!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 21, 2012


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