"mors et fugacern persequitur virum"- My night time in Kabul
...Poem about life in Kabul Afghanistan, written by an expart. on a night he thinks of wife and children back home..enjoy!!
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I AM SO SORRY
I am so sorry, child, I am so sorry, I couldn't be bolder than you! When you were left alone Under the gun fires, I was enjoying the football match Under the fun fires!
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Awaiting Collection
She keeps a space for the letter in the centre of the notice board. She is beginning not to exist. Without the letter she does not exist.
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The Proposal
Another little poem
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Papa, Won't Ya Gimme a Lift ?
They saw Jesus in a call-box, groanin' Didn't know who it was He was phonin' Magdalene was prescient 'bout her stonin' Said it was the FLYER who was moanin'
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October Retreat
Originally epub 04
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