Saturday, April 22, 2006

Poem: Reds


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1
There is no tomorrow
Until we get through
The day after yesterday;

There is no future
Until we complete
The day before tomorrow.

2
Tomorrow's sweet
For those of us
On the manana track.

3
Not so long ago
The only threat against
Our little Xanadu were The Reds.

The Reds are gone
Leaving us
With the only people

We ever needed to fear:
Our government
And selves.
---o0o---

1 comment:

ufukhati said...

You have painted the day : Reds. Reds might be not the color at all.
Glance at the clouds : Colorless. Colorless minght be very colorfull.
Deeper and deeper : Life is so surreal.
(Darma Mohammad ---- ufukhati.blogspot.com -----