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Dark as gore the stagnant
river is, burning buses
clouds of dust from razed
homes, dead children and
guttural voices crying for
revenge…


Friends’ and foes’ blood
soaked up by thirsty soil
where palm trees of peace
one day shall grow; sweet
dates we will eat, but not
just yet…

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sweet dates
Date: Thursday, 1st August 2002 @ 06:50:42 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Jan_Oskar_Hansen
Sweet Dates.


Dark as gore the stagnant
river is, burning buses
clouds of dust from razed
homes, dead children and
guttural voices crying for
revenge…


Friends’ and foes’ blood
soaked up by thirsty soil
where palm trees of peace
one day shall grow; sweet
dates we will eat, but not
just yet…



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