moon faced boy
black grape curls
and the trees grow around and around you
their branches and twigs
pushing back your ears to hear
the song of the bird
the song of the tiger
the panther pounces
and you are there
brave in the road
the road that cuts through all beauty
the hurt road
the road the animals fear
the road the moneymen love
You will lay down in the road
your heart, your soul and your tears.
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