Sandra Feldman Poems

Winter cometh,
A Chili, experience,
Without Hot Sauce!
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We,
Mystery
Of all creation,
Not in a good way
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In touch
With the devil,
They sign
Their secret pacts,
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Memories
That come and go,
Lonely Past
They only know
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Sharper
Than the point
Of a knife,
Are Citizens
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In the World
Of the Mentally
Blind,
Only ignorance
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Embrace,
The World
With one word
One feeling,
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Do not betray
Your Country,
Americans!
Remember
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Is everything a Fraud?
Is everything a Lie!
Talking monkeys
Fooling others,
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The best in us
And of us,
Goes into
The artistic creation,
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