We Are Strangers Here
dark letters in
the book of secrets
revealed ostensibly
rain of fears on
the field of unarmed
masses disturbingly
the last train leaves to
the white of the dawn
we are strangers here
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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