Because I knew
Your planto bury me under the mud,
chop my flesh
tear my bones
trash my soul
Because I knew
your plan
to deceive me
to drag me down
I stayed away,
far away,
where you captured me
anyway
Because I knew
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09-13-2009
09/15/2009
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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