Nobody's Child
We darted distances,
arches,
lights and unknown,
Circles in wheeling day's
happenings,
Night's upturning.
dusts bowls,
Second cries of darkness,
Inherently we're
soul's dropouts,
waste products,
black animals,
Voices in our dreams,
Morning's sickness,
descending leaves,
from trees,
As God's showcases,
and life's deceivers,
We're experimental,
as days multiplayers,
of weaning,
weathering role,
Ashes,
only meant lest importance
as dust,
clinging to the soles
Nothings ever more corrupted,
for a mother's
trusts,
Or our father's lust,
Nobody's child,
Her mother died.
frantic,
for allbitter past,
His father
you and everyone,
else,
Nobody's child,
and multicultural,
blunders,
Nobody claims
as casualties,
as complexities,
War and peacemeant
nothing
for the slain,
hours dipped in blood,
Feelings of discontent,
Conspiracy of silences,
sealed as lips of
the past,
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