Witnesses Poem by Madrason .
Witnesses
Only the poor look upon the clover
searching for a comrade or a lover
only the sea says look at me
only the sky says cry
for we are thy witnesses
of thy passers by
there is no reason why
there is only fact and fiction
and a lot of humane friction
the destiny of hope
for most of them a tragedy
for some of them pure agony
for a few of them a lucky strike
to us our wealth it just seems normal! M
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