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Shower, song and tears
It’s cold.The water rivulets stab the hairs on my backTill each like morning soldiers at attention,Raise and pose. Water on my face is saltyDrop by drop rushing through the silenceStaring back at me in distorted human formOn knobs that don’t know you,On a shower column that knows too Well how to bleed without the red.…
Socialism
What wrongs writhe within worlds past?Pesky people pursuing property unjustly,Using unsuspecting humans under their burdens! Billions! How can one person spend it allIn the length of the thread of their life? Why should one person take from us all? Hunger stings at an infant in an African villageAnd the women of this city have been…
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