The Beggars Of Peace Poem by Dorina Neculce
The Beggars Of Peace
(I need peace……we needed peace)
thee can do make like
beggar soul from
living statues
and we siting
in peacefully
at confabulation
like a
hangings
by lip of sky
we wanted the lights
to us finish
the flight or
the chest
let us be filled
with silver bullets
Do not be afraid, , I say
Death is the still an
crone wiped
pale commonplace
bizarre smile on the lips
our children of one day
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