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A million young workmen straight and strong lay stiff on the grass and roads,
And the million are now under soil and their rottening flesh will in the years feed roots of blood-red roses.
Yes, this million of young workmen slaughtered one another and never saw their red hands.
And oh, it would have been a great job of killing and a new and beautiful thing under the sun if the million knew why they hacked and tore each other to death.
The kings are grinning, the Kaiser and the czar—they are alive riding in leather-seated motor cars, and they have their women and roses for ease, and they eat fresh-poached eggs for breakfast, new butter on toast, sitting in tall water-tight houses reading the news of war.
I dreamed a million ghosts of the young workmen rose in their shirts all soaked in crimson … and yelled:
God damn the grinning kings, God damn the kaiser and the czar.
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The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December's come to stay.
They've taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.
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Dark cloud eminently cover,
Cobweb annoyingly hover
where sunlight could've win some smiles
And pollinator could've bring new fruit
Giants trees the whirlwind uproot
And forced us to deserted miles.
Rain upon rain our shelter shattered
And food baskets completely emptied
Our doors hunger knocks like the lender
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And with the darkness came,
The perfect dream,
I meet you near the crystal stream,
And there I hold you,
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do gherkins perform
well when in a reduction
they may not at all
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Hungry void of uncertainty
Fed by the hand of triviality
Tranquilized by the frenzy
Of chattering voices and images
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March 29,2019 and Tuesday, May 24,2022
'Apparently nothing is forgotten, but all is waiting to be called forth... '
--Mary Oppen, Meaning A Life
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I lay there with a half-open wound on my head.
Bleeding, while you said that it will pass as soon as it runs empty.
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A bright flash of lightning!
Being ecstatic,
I look at the sky,
But I see.....
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by Freeyad Ibrahim
If you were a candle
My heart would be a butterfly
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by Freeyad Ibrahim
Never Famous nowadays
The best publishers
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by Freeyad Ibrahim
Are they really not hypocrites
They go to the mosque
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Some days I'm feeling fine,
Some days I'm blue,
Some days I'm happy,
I hope you are too,
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