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The dead

The dead      
 
The dead are refugees 
To an immortal caves,
Hidden in the pockets of the earth,
They are escaping from sins 
 Exhausting by the pain .
We are the dead 
But we are walking. 


  A  poem by : Saad Mohammed Al-Husseen (Iraqi Poet)
Translated by :Laith Seher

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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