Always they
Sit down to play
Scattering cards
To kill the time
Night and day



Gray

Gray

Always they
Sit down to play
Scattering cards
To kill the time
Night and day
Burning their lives
in
A depressing way
Chewing smokes
Blocking the ray!!
Feeding their lungs
To a burning hay!!
Nothing to give
so much to pay
What should I say ??
Who are they???
Black or white
Or a hazy gray???
Brothers or sisters??
All family??
Friends and neighbors
They all slay
The neck of earth
The bride of spring
March and may
The flowers and mankind
And all clay
Throwing the seed
Of dreaded weed
The murderer is
Close
Now at two bows
To be
the patricide
the sororicide
the fratricide
Matricide
enviricide
Earthiocide
insecticide
uxoricide
infanticide
dusky
Tough
Dark so dark
The voice of war
Flame thrower
we should remain as a slash
between them
burying the trash
where ever they move
they
are spread
wide
side by side
vanishing the green
look at the slide
********
Aisha Razem
aisha@alrazem.com





Poetry by Aisha Razem
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Written on 2015-01-31 at 21:58

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