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(For my Neighbors in Lima)
They live on the wrong side of truth
My neighbours in, Peru,
Kings and Queens of brown eyes
(Peacocks and Vultures in disguise)
Under the May misty skies;
No gestures of guilt from the heart
They live in a twisted dark, like:
Life walking out of death!
With grinding teeth in the middle of it:
Kings and Queens of brown eyes
Rubbish from the sea
(Peacocks and Vultures in disguise)
And all those lies upon lies—die
Inside their twisted truths…!
No: 2694 (May 25, 2010)
(For my Neighbors in Lima)
They live on the wrong side of truth
My neighbours in, Peru,
Kings and Queens of brown eyes
(Peacocks and Vultures in disguise)
Under the May misty skies;
No gestures of guilt from the heart
They live in a twisted dark, like:
Life walking out of death!
With grinding teeth in the middle of it:
Kings and Queens of brown eyes
Rubbish from the sea
(Peacocks and Vultures in disguise)
And all those lies upon lies—die
Inside their twisted truths…!
No: 2694 (May 25, 2010)
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