Confessing in doublespeak
Open to interpretation, not interrogation...
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Love ignored
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Crying for the tear drop nation
Fingers jabbed at the thin air
Fighting for space within tiny holes
In the iron gate
Unseen face and voices unheard
In the collective plea
Asking for only a witness to their deaths
Having already forgotten
How to hope for a rescue
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A ticket to this land costs nothing. Almost nothing. It’s nearer to my city than my country’s captial.
Do I want to go there and be the tourist? No. The idea is abusive. Abusive to the innocence Of an entire society.
Stranded first, shelled and raped next. And finally shot in the head, without even clothes to cover their souls.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Fade(d)
Those unspoken somethingsI refuse to tell you
Will make the difference between
Friend and a foe.
We aren’t enemies.
Friends we aren’t, either.
As the distance finds more space
To creep upon
You will fade, while I think
I haven’t faded.