"they die and you, send forth more. you who makes a place"
This is a quote from Eve Ewing's "City in a Garden" which is the inspiration for the poem.
You grow the grass,
oh so sweet and green,
you shower some with,
the grand privilege
others stand on their dried lawns
on my deathbed,
before my death,
i was waiting for those riches to finally
shine on me
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Bits and Pieces
شِعرA random collection of my poetry relating to historical events, current events, and generally the way my life is going.
