Why do some clouds form to fold …only to unfold when told …then sold to the bold to hold in cold …and fall to mould and sold …to the highest bidders? It hurts …when unfairness stars to shadow the fair World! Oh world! Ib I see angry clouds forming on your sky Adding myth pelts […]
I am a witch! Yes, a witch! That witch who flies on the broom of hard work Through canoes of the night Paddling with rumours of the bored On rivers of the covetous Hoping to reach the sea of success Without your sweats of bother So hide not in calling II I am a witch! […]
They were once fruits so green On trees so powerful in thought Feeding to be fed Decorating to be watched Thoughtful to all Until age wiped their memory discs Leaving their computers empty tins For scrap dealers and legs of children Now you watch like your comedy Drawing conclusions in spiritisms? II No one knows […]
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