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Rebirth



When water conquer banks

shall memories flow


bittersweet


those glory days

those many moons


man was once with all.


Now soldiered

closeted hearts echo

to a bite

treated by a blind eye


in all ages

sung the birds

cried the fish


unheard


in agony


the racers

turned for gold.


Came (non)sense then


wigs digged graves

and rulers now slaughter life

barely alive


in the name of power


founded on fear


disguised as hope.


Coming age shading

and globe of beacons useless


as a status possession

or new title


paperweight


at best a moments smile.


Soon

further distant


from their own home


of untouched grounds

and abundant silence


sought in dreams of day and night

be found in one’s utopia


through ruby sand

or pale flats

and endless valleys


retire

then rebirth


witness our cores of all.



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