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Jesting
Jesting with words, then sticks, their arms grew bigger and started to throw bricks,
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old engineer
An old engineer harnessed his fear, working with speed, he began to feed, all those in need, only stopping to read, what planted the seed,
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Night
Darkness fell, the moon light cast its spell, a tired soul, unable to rest, found it’s soft glow a bless,
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revolving doors
shaping a path through the aftermath, of a million years of hope and tears, the all controlling evolving revolving doors,
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distant voices
excited by distant voices and unspoilt choices, shouting in reply, waiting to see who will pass by,
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Buffalo
Guiding the herd,with unspoken word,the slowly ageing buffalo,led all carefully through the snow,to spring grass,plenty at last, -
embedded
what was said, embedded in my head, holding on strong, to precious moments long gone, one day, meeting again, unheard word,
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Indian land
wild people scream, democracy the dream, a Chinese hand in an Indian land,
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the sailor
a sailor pardoned by the sea, from what might be, an untimely destiny, a small thank-you prayer, now he lives with a little more care,
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Wandering man
A wandering man,carried a can,any spare change,people thought it was strange,what began with a can,was the making of the man,
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