Tuesday, May 4, 2010

The Slum Kids Future In Her Eyes

what was she trying
to read through
my camera eye
she shot my soul
as it uttered a sigh
wingless flapping
side to side
a soul
that could not fly
peace i could borrow
but happiness
i could not buy
into the inner depth
of my angst
my anguish
my fear my despair
she did pry
the stitched
silence of my lips
was my only reply
as a trembling tear
fell from my eye
my body mortgaged
would be free once i die


This is the only Time I saw my Death in a Child's Eye

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