Damian Mac

Rookie - 20 Points (1980's / Ireland)

On My Limb - Poem by Damian Mac

trust me, noone knows
what way we shall blow,
on our portal night
and the eastern kite

it will rise, no! lift and fall
until we see the cabin
of our dreams,400 bodies
that make no sense in a former
colony and someone say
please say
why are we we we we here! ?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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