Friday, 2 November 2012

Severe Cases

Will you help
destroy the devil?

Crush them into crumpled paper
torn into tiny pieces,
Scatter them on fire 
turned into ashes,

Let the black particles flew along with the breeze
directed to the open,
Let us drown them deep in the blue
to the soil downward.

Where lights are foreign,
Not even to peek.

Where revival is an option no longer relevant.

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