Stolen Words
Open space, flat land, horizon drowning
Words, words wearing boxing gloves
Some have mitts on, some in a straight jacket
some are rebellious teenagers, careless
Carefree words, freedom, roaming everywhere
In this open space, waiting for a new prey
Some tweaked, some bend, some corrupted
Some alluring, some repulsive
Some saving, some taking
In this open space
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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