are you
listening are you
lying?
how can i know you
are counting on what i do?
nothing's known of you
does his hand
stunt myself
or do i stake my own hand? no.
under my own knowledge
to your very essence clashing
sit still free of fighting
temporary do we hide
subside the differences
annex our condition
not of living not of
dead is war unkempt
interpretation of each other
not one is good
great is all.
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ReplyDeletei love the title of this poem
yes im original.
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