Best Invading Poems

I do not know if this is true what I see:
I see in some dim, distant, desolate rock-hold
gathering peoples, driven as though by common fear.
A low mournful humming drifts with the breeze
of manhood tread, and eyeless turban-headed
in the lambent darkness, fire-fly brands moving.
This symphonious humming...

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You push back and think
Simply engaging their game
Up and go away....

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This is my body, it’s not yours
You don’t own it or control it
So, don’t touch or fondle me without my permission
Keep your hands to yourself

This is my body it’s not yours
You don’t own it or control it
So, stop harassing me own the job, no means...

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