Thursday, November 14, 2013

waiting for a bus

waiting for a bus this morning,
I watched a man and a woman
arguing because
They badly wanted to be 
right
And all of a sudden
fists started to 
Fly around…….
My dear friend,
You are born an eagle
with glistening wings of fire
But this world of deep forgetfulness
Is turning you into 

a  fighting rooster.

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