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UMBRAGE

I never believed the wind
The wind never belived me
Or the sun when it became red
The Sun did not belive me
But I believed you
And you were only
An illusionary umbrage
That stirred up fantasy

DUST

The wind raises dust
People raise dust
Dust is only looking for eyes

THE END


Finally I comprehended the lesson
All these years were killing me
The years brutally crushed

The soul will fall apart
And the heart will crack like thirsty ground

Is this is the gift of heaven
I will search for some other skies


Ibrahim Honjo (Honđo)
(From poetry book "Roots In The Stone") 2008

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