Stunned by a Gesture
A breeze came my way
on a hot, sultry day
Declining to stay
on its way it was going
When stunned by a gesture
it returned... resumed blowing
For I had kneeled down to beg
amputated both legs…
Is there meaning in our most desperate acts?
Whatever you think, those are the facts
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