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Toil for yourselves, toil for yourselves, ye oxen!
about ten-inch square on the lesser hills
thresh for yourselves, thresh for yourselves, ye oxen
thy is the cleaver.

Split in the circles,
act, impartial -
above on the summits,
the rain descends.

You, a sin of the flesh
you, schadenfreude
I have blossomed
like Paradise

Leila Samarrai

Thursday, September 5, 2019

Topic(s) of this poem: society

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Uche Nwanze 05 September 2019

A beautiful poem mirroring the ills of society

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Irfanulla Shariff 07 September 2019

Striking last stanza. Very well crafted!

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Kostas Lagos 06 September 2019

Well written! Well written indeed

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Leila Samarrai Green 06 September 2019

Thank you all very much for your comments.

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Jazib Kamalvi 05 September 2019

Write comment. Such a nice write, Leila. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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Uche Nwanze 05 September 2019

A beautiful poem mirroring the ills of society. Thanks for sharing

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