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Yellow

You whose passion for pleasures of all kind Have deafened the ears and blinded the eyes And those who can hear and see have jaundiced mind Endure the yellow corpses of men with hovering flies The orchards, the blossom, the evergreen trees Their faces beaming with enchanting delight Deluded by the kiss of the spring breeze For, in autumn, the greenery takes its flight The yellow autumn, the uninvited guest With its cold hands and fiery gaze To devour its prey with enraptured zest Sharpening its claws in hiding lays The yellow faces stricken with despair The living corpses, deprived of all need Grief their destiny, woes their share Are living embodiments of society’s greed Will the mighty hands of tyrants relent? And let the destiny of the oppressed change You lustful souls! With hands on tyranny bent Allow the colour of fates to broaden their range ----

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 3/1/2011 3:04:00 PM
Very interesting work..Enjoyed reading your ideas this eve..I especialy like the opening stanza..Thanks for you kind review of my work..Sara
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Date: 10/8/2008 2:01:00 PM
Yikes! I'm staying away from those claws. The graphic imagery forwards your thoughts here. Interesting reflection on just one color. Keep on writing! Thank you for your kind thoughts on my poem. Karen
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