Shout Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

Shout

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of world of retinues,
mourning death,
cry tumult,
pain weakness,
earth from under legs,
not-diged,
and grave

you are in a hurry,
nowhere - anywhere,
anywhere at all,
if only farther,
you won't escape,
it will catch up,
even, ahead of time

Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: weakness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dagmara Anna 26 July 2009

The poem is flowing, while reading. Very interesting I like it.

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