Stealing - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
If I commit theft I shall
Steal your heart, not you
If I eat fruit of your tree appears theft to you
If the birds eat that fruit then-
You come silently and take away all things
Only the motionless body lies fallow!
Are you agreed with the jobs of the Angel of Death?
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