03/05/2007

The Dispossessed.

Raging across the face
rivers of history,
fables furrowed
without voice

alone.

Secrets untold
preserved for the unborn,
heavy heart slows,
pauses one last time

stopped.

Clutched in hand
a piece of paper,
blank yet lined
controlled by naked eyes

hidden.

Empty lives court
the desolation,
the passive mind disintegrates,
lost are the tales

corroded.

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