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stick people


there is no water

the grain is dead
the feet are

bare



the roof
of woven grass is
withering
weakening
like the people underneath


the boys’
listless expressions
speak
even when mouths do not move
with their mind-blowing silences

who are they,
these stick people,
these hopeless
distrustful stares?

they do not care
if no one else cares

they do not need
pity



they need much more
and they will never get it




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  • Freak of Nature 40
    May 31, 2007
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    Eric 456

    Hey that was a very strong poem and i liked it A LOT!