A Dead Man Poem by Kawa Karpo

A Dead Man



I see a dead man
Under a flat sorrow of shell
Sometimes it replaced sunny days
I attempt to raid on coming danger
A danger of egoism and its white wings
Let white wings bury me under soil
I see a dead man
Whose past are black as me
Whose future are white as you
Whose without siblings are as nothing
I really see a dead man
On my forehead and nose
On earth and under it

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