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Lawrence Biloni Poem
here they come
visionaries of our time
friends from the old
yet feeding on our ignorance
subtle as they are
they lurk privily for their own lives
their net spread in the sight of any bird
taking away life of owners thereof
for the haste to shed blood
their destruction like a whirlwind
deceitfully accruing to themselves
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here i am
asking questions about myself
the image of myself
just to uncover the real self
to relieve my uncomfortable soul
here i am
living the ways of crowd
cheering amongst just to yield
like a tied broom crowned
singing amongst birds of the field
here i am
learning the ways of the old
uncovering the mysteries
forced to believe what is told
bearing all on our trees
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Lawrence Biloni Poem
a while ago
i only can imagine
that time passes quickly
the flying speed of the wind
sounding in my ears
awakening my sense of imagination
even flipping like a book
outdoor from the sky
a year past
a time past
resting on the sofa
singing words known to yourself
ding ding it went
the melody of your voice
jingling all afar
birds even singing along
now i sit
this time the silence of your voice
felt across all walks
always thinking i had you all time
little i knew
that a while is not enough
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we shall go
we shall leave
our sepulchre awaits
Hmm, sense it
pop it comes
what can we!
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