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"Multitude of Soles"
"Multitude of Soles"
A big giant gong appears in the square
With a poised rugged look
Like a blood-thirsty armoured tank.
The gong began to beat itself,
Soon feet began to gather
Quickly they turned into a marching army.
The din of their liberation cry
Was heard far and wide
Drowning every sense of serenity left.
The young and old,
The heroes past and heroes now,
Rage and fate ...
Tuesday 1st June 2021 9:06 am
Broken Doll
Broken Doll
Today was much like any other day -
I got up early, ate some bread,
drank milk from a chipped glass
and stared out of the broken window.
You let me play with a doll,
ragged like the future,
and when I got bored
you put it back in the cupboard.
There were words I didn’t understand -
but I already knew that words were lies
because you looked away from my eyes
when you p...
Sunday 18th January 2015 8:41 pm

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