Carts of Bodies - Poem
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The morning just broke
When a trash cart
Move bringing a little girl in a fall
Cursed bone whispered restlessly
Twisting the wheels in a crunch of sadness
A thousand scratches thickens on a tired face
Wrapping the cheekbone without a piece of meat where the blood flows
Speaks inwardly, where to go
I carry the blood of the flesh of the seedlings of love ALLAH
Little girl in a pasi shape
Has turned into a holy nananthe
Cold and frozen despite being burnt by the blazing sun
Toast her uncluttered shroud
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The rubbish cart continued to creak
Down the narrow alleys
Past elite houses
The man's heart did not stop screaming
Poor little girl
He has left his gloomy world
Cut a long historical wound
Until when will this gap end?
09/06/2018 @putribalqis
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