White Poem by Marton Dezso
White
Rating: ★5.0
The face of my father
Is that really my face?
The face of my mother
Is that really my face?
In their faces and their teeth
In all places and all screams
The same White rises and exists
The same White which covets all these
Men and women and kills.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: places,women
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8/28/2026 2:33:30 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Well penned sir, cheers with 10++++++++