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Gone are the days
when we used to        wave
used to play      we
used to rave 
about flowers and children
and really tall buildings
that touch the sky
and the hearts of
all that walk by
hoping for the chance 
to settle in this 
city that we love so much.

Gone are the days
when we used to cry    we 
used to sigh    we 
used to feel low
when somebody died
but the visions the feed us 
begin to bleed us
and the young feed on them
to come full circle again
in this dream of reality
we call life and death.

Gone are the days
when we used to kiss    we 
used to hug     we 
used to miss each other
when we were apart 
even when we were 
together....holding hands
so tight we left 
prints on the back of our palms
marking our arms 
with tatoos of I LOVE YOU
found in the Psalms
Proverbs and the Song of Solomon
but ignorance from our 
next of kin
won't allow us to ever win
til' these days of ours 
are going, going
Gone are the days 
Gone are the nights
Gone are the humans.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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