vendredi 3 septembre 2010

SHADOWS THAT SINK

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Shadows are a bad thing
They can raise you up on a pedestal
Then the next minute you're six deep
And everyone laments.

It's nothing like David's sling
But something like Eves's last petal
Or even Adam in his profound sleep
That's why it's only the Almighty who really cements.

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