Wednesday, 18 May 2016

poem 103

Yes it's code that displays the human called you 
and me, just a butterfly wing, upon this universe wind 
So offer your hand and we can light up this sky,
but remember the eye is just a lens 
and happiness denied another billion 
And flesh, too, is just paper thin 
and a myth was never amour 
And a crime against a women, is one against a man

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