Poverty Of Mind Poem by Issam Aladdin
Poverty Of Mind
Unknown labyrinth
our feelings down
we bomb our capacities
once we are found
seek the root of all
and you will win
keep living and
you will die
i don't find the city
i was born in,
i fear it has been taken
by the one hiding his face
Monday, April 21, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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