Spiritual Litter Poem by His Homeynence Sir Peckerwood Ali III

Spiritual Litter

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Daybreak dawning
On refuse strewn streets
Rubbish dancing
Wind tossed
Along sleepy alleys
Housing tortured souls


Dreaming always
Of castles
Unattainable
In this lifetime


Slaughtering precious ticks of time
Littering hell
With souls of beings
Never to be saved

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ghada Shahbender 29 May 2005

very powerful message your homeynence. gave me lots to think about. GS

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