on a bright warm morn like this

 

on a bright warm morn like this

those forced to #hibernate

rose red-eyed raring to go

at the throat of the sleepless dead

the animals with no space

the trees broken and burnt

the seditious patriots

pointing fingers at themselves

the poets

ready to scream not sell cheap

the lovers too

with no excuse

with no shame

with lust 

with care

but

not i...

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