Carts of Bodies - Poem

in #esteem6 years ago

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The morning just broke

When a trash cart

Move bringing a little girl in a fall

Cursed bone whispered restlessly

Twisting the wheels in a crunch of sadness

A thousand scratches thickens on a tired face

Wrapping the cheekbone without a piece of meat where the blood flows

Speaks inwardly, where to go

I carry the blood of the flesh of the seedlings of love ALLAH

Little girl in a pasi shape

Has turned into a holy nananthe

Cold and frozen despite being burnt by the blazing sun

Toast her uncluttered shroud

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The rubbish cart continued to creak

Down the narrow alleys

Past elite houses

The man's heart did not stop screaming

Poor little girl

He has left his gloomy world

Cut a long historical wound

Until when will this gap end?

09/06/2018 @putribalqis

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