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I Fear
I fear for the soil
The mother and
Child in tow
The gentle hello
To my foreign wife
I fear that when
She leaves the house
She might not come back
The bus stop is danger
The supermarket
The train
Walking down the streets
I called my own
But now they are “Theirs”
And we must be quiet and hide
Until my country comes back
Monday 5th August 2024 2:28 pm
FOREIGNER
I Analysed your actions your words naturally drawn to you
Effortlessly falling for you
Deep sacred consciousness that only I knew
You were so lost trying to escape yourself
Running away from yourself
And everyone else
Electronic volts shown to me in colours and lightning shape
Flying from your body infecting your surroundings as they escape
Asif to say...
Friday 23rd April 2021 12:22 pm
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