The oppressed
Shall we ever convince each other that our religions are full of holes and that we lack total understanding and true respect
Love would set us free
Chains can break
Eyes could lock
Arms could embrace
Tag: poetry
The Carnival, Poetry by Guessella Daniels
One day when I was young I watched a carnival
beyound the boundaries of my confines
sitting on a tree trunk
Out of curiosity being rhapsodic about his stunning
red color constrasting with his black facial mask and red bill
Moving beyond the boundaries of my confines
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