Nonchalant Poem by Gabriel Maybank

Nonchalant



Sound does not care
Whose mind it enters.
Wind does not care
Whose skin it touches.
Dust does not care
Whose blood it swallows.
Sin does not care
Whose soul it follows.

April 2.2009

Monday, October 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: april
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