The head of a strong
True pen
Showed the humans how huge is their sin
That never allows any one to win
On a head of true pen
The head of a strong
True pen
Showed the humans how huge is their sin
That never allows any one to win
Seeking graves
To bury their necks in a worldwide tin!
Leaving victims, innocents, involved
In endless spin
Loading groups of smiles
To hail the life in grin!!
Waving, breathing, hoping
To touch the earth
On a head of true pen
Poetry by Aisha Razem
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Written on 2009-02-11 at 08:44
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