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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Guilty and empty, I prowl through the unknown road where bread does not Satisfy humans. I hunt for the liquid measure of human pace, The tears of the street miseries, and the hunger For their sleek laughs which hang in the air. I saw bottled laughs crying at the road, I saw wagging stories of want and needs, I consoled shattered love in the sent off trains. People singing with their nostrils and anus; A lost song of the coming future of end. Surely, they caged their eyes with a lost love, Maybe troubles; sorrow, i don't know. Honestly, the legs halt not in their suffering, Their brains were in the world of their own; The master of their masters whose nose tells A thousand stories of stephen king and Dan Brown, I could not question nature of their troubles Nor their sorrow trakking down the north, Maybe I should forget time and send off my imagination. I watched how Obi turned to a woman And Ada became a man without a Manhood, I hold my breathe not to cat away my eyes Tearful ones, troubled souls; battered eyes, My lullaby halts at the sight of children in dreamful Mood hoping to touch the head of their dreams. How a rainful tears fall from my eyes I don't know, I move on and on, thinking of who next is to die. My future seeing hurt me through my blood, There; they are, leaders bleeding in greed, Looters looting in locked away trains; Young ladies appreciating the sells of their body. Mouth to mouth, eye for an eye, nose of the wanted Tears of the new moon, pains of an old friend; In love and hate, in wants and longing, Peace I crave, but humans crave differently. The sadness torn my borns apart, But I prowl on and on watching in my black tears. Humans need a saviour, humans need one direction! If I die before my time, never! May this words be remembered of a saying of a poet like me. My friend, open the door of Your heart, Let me shut my eyes to look on and on Until I see no more of what is left of humans.
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