Alanna 14110168 Poems

Black night
No stars in the sky
Not yet...
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My ragged clothes are slipping
My shawl used to be full of color
Now a pale grey
My feet are bare
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Tielo had never been prouder
He had proved his citizenship
His dignity was in an uproar
Immense
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Peaceful running waters
A breath-taking river, boiling and running
Birds chirping in the healthy trees
Cobwebs glisten like a 1st Prize trophy
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