Alexander Reda

Why the thick oppression?
the sun is shining birds are singing
I am healthy, it is late spring,
yet, I feel imprisoned on this earth,
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My horse shudders beneath me,
The fighting is over,
All is quiet now,
Save for the trickling of
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The scratching of heads,
the bewildered looks,
they all say, 'what's happening,
how does this country keep going'?
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Whad it bout you man,
why everybody watchin you? ,
why you watchin dis man all de time? ,
no no no we not watchin dis man,
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Give me a job or get off my back
Ive had enough of this attack,
it's not my fault there is no duty,
you think it's fun, constant poverty,
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I don't know what an eejot is,
I don't know what an eejot means,
I don't know an eejot from the sun,
But just from the sound of the word,
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Do you remember? you, me, Tatania and Juniper,
on the mountain above the city,
the glorious warmth and the spring flowers,
how Tatania sang, her exquisite voice which
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You appear composed of flames,
dark dirty grey green flames,
flames that give no light or heat,
flames that make filthy the very light.
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The warm air,
the trees and bushes,
the setting sun,
just you and me,
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Hi Essy, how are you doing, long time no see,
it's been more than ten years now, do you still
want to kill me. You told me so much about yourself,
you thought it didn't matter how much you revealed
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They stand in queues,
all quiet and content,
they toddle along pavements,
even when it rains,
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