Book of love 12. In their dreams.In their laughter.In their tears...
Neither in their dreams
Nor in their gullible laughter
Do you find a tear...
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(Africa Poems) The Ancients Knew That!
The ancients knew that!
A talkative bird will not have
Built a nest by July!
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To Fight Back Like A Wounded Lion.Or To Fight Without Fighting
Strong August wind...
Softly the subtle grass yields-
Fight force not with force
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Garden of dreams 3. Under the gaze of Heaven
Under the gaze of Heaven
You dream like a nobody!
Humble yourself under Heaven...
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Gain from the cupped hand of fate
love awakens the pain
Loss starts the hatred
Choose not to disturb, gain
From the cupped hand of fate
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Poverty is slavery
Poverty is slavery
He who loves money
Must also labor
First learn how to obey
Then you start to command
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Whisper in the night
Life life life
How life life life
Messes up my life
Whisper in the night for me
Salvation is late in coming
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Myth and reality
He sits on a hill
Below life choses to be
His cruel biographer
About the sad giraffe he says
There is no such animal
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(Africa poems) I wallow alone in my poverty
Do not come to haul
Me out of my poverty.Rush
To end your own poverty
Of the spirit.I wallow alone
In my sea of poverty
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(Africa Poems) Worry Not The Dead
Dead they cannot
Cure your AIDS.The graves site
Is not a shrine.
Respect the dead.End the endless
Stream of your lovers
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