With a smile
war, terror, fighting andhatred
sirens, screeching, banging and
screaming
in front, beside, above and
below you
the world
spinning
on the tip of
a knife's blade
around you
yet you
you hear
the ocean's
gentle caresses
of smooth sand
you feel
a light breeze
on your closed eyelids
you taste
the salt of life
on your lips
you see
the rise
of a new morning
on the horizon
with a smile
Poetry by Havetslys
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Written on 2007-05-31 at 21:58
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