Open your eyes, look around-
see the dead souls, dark, dull, poor;
they sleep and beg and cough, sneer...
Dust and death for company,
Swears, rot and decay for dinner,
Rags for cold, bags for pillow...
Open your eyes, look around-
Don't you think there are
two species of humans?
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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Nice set of small poems.
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