Thursday, November 3, 2011

I Shoot What I See

in the orbs
of children s eyes
a poets
doomed destiny
both the children
the poet enslaved
pretending
to be free
but bound
like waves
in an ocean
holding
a pond
a stream
a river
a sea
upheavals
rise fall
the story
of humanity
to be
or wish
not to be

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