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The Drout
Contributed by
BEE
on
Sunday, 1st February 2009 @ 09:17:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Minds Gone
The drought
From our worlds
Flows the rivers with death
A black plague
Hung over our heads
As our world sinks into a hole
Our minds blown by what we hear
This world driven off the tip
To the point of no return
People falling
Wars rising
The freedom of our world
Is under a lockdown
Free our minds
By Branden Goodrich
Copyright ©
BEE
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2009-02-01 21:17:23]
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Re: The Drout
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by Incognito_Bombastus on
Sunday, 1st February 2009 @ 11:38:00 PM AEST
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Complex but lucid a real version of a real truth.
some of the imagery makes one pause but thats good too It makes one think. Thank You I.B. |
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Re: The Drout
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 2nd February 2009 @ 03:58:57 PM AEST
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very well structured and eloquent write.
-phil |
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