Mohammed Khaluq Poems

Tell me about love William! How will it shine
In the hearts of those who wear shrouds
And wait in lines to reach the guillotine,
In the hearts of those who were forced
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I shall be silent and hold my tongue,
My lips. I shall be the product of hate.
For what you think is right but is wrong
I’m sure. For what you say is my fate.
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To smile is to dream and to dream is a crime
For a band of Brothers whose bodies, to guns’
Bullets, are shelters. In a city has passed its prime
Every street is an alter where shelters are none.
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He stood there with fear
Staring at her passing dreaming
His hand pass through her hair
Not the hands of the air
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Three Two One
Three years of staring
No words
No moves
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I saw, I see, and I will see
The best and the non-best minds of my generation
Massacred all the time, from the day they rise
Till they day their lights disappear under the ground,
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