Sunday, March 4, 2012

Lost Will Comments

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A slow line of donkeys crosses the wasteland
with hooded vultures riding on their bare backs.
Grey smoke rises from fierce flames burning in random fires.
Bleached bones of animals litter the decaying earth.
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Dave Walker 04 March 2012

A really great poem, like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Secrets And Lies.

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