“They saw their injured country's woe;
The flaming town, the wasted field;
Then rushed to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, - but left the shield.”
―Philip Freneau
Thursday, July 13, 2017
Light in Babylon
(Speak)
Of sand and secrets
Fountain
Which is revealed among the sands
The fall of my youth
The outgoing
Dancing in the wind
Colors
And voices
Born from the desert
Even if the sky is white
Will rise
I will not sit or rest
My lips would not dry
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