A Skin Full of Dust
A Skin Full of Dust
Smuts cover skins barely breathing scorched on hungry hope
no coat and no crust trickling from upper echelons of greed
dry shrivelled breasts do not feed the babies screaming in pain
Shallow sunken eyes speak louder than words falling foul
Star dust sprinkles from magician’s dreams sends a rainbow
gushing water crops of plenty justice life and dignity dispensed
sharing is caring and stockbrokers applaud broken domination
It was a dream after all and I cannot return to slumber and peace
22nd March 2017
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