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Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Thu, 06/13/2013 - 9:18pm
My hair
grows
increasingly
gray
seconds
slipping
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Thu, 06/13/2013 - 9:17pm
Travel
Is a university
of life
in which there is no degree
inexplicable to one
who is not explored it
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Thu, 06/13/2013 - 9:16pm
A glance
in passing
from you
unshielded
lies somewhere
between
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Thu, 06/13/2013 - 8:54pm
I lost a bracelet Rachel gave me
A day after I got it
It was a perfect
encapsulation
of me.
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Thu, 06/13/2013 - 8:35pm
Revere rode through the streets
to raise alarm
at threats to our liberty
far less severe than these
The crisis does not lie off in the future,
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Sat, 06/08/2013 - 10:40pm
we are
all water
babbling
our way
down a slope
winding through
escapades
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Sat, 06/08/2013 - 10:38pm
The air hangs thick
like mucous
stuck in my throat
Bottles rattle
blown down the street
chased by newspapers
children cigarette
butts and the last
dying hopes
of a species bent
on its own
self-destruction.
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Sat, 06/08/2013 - 10:33pm
What was always good
enough for everyone,
ever since the beginning,
can’t now be enough
to make me content.
An inmate, released,
with a job and good friends,
has more reasons to smile
than he’s ever wished for.
Aborigines gifted
with the magic of trains,
or the wonderful aid of antibiotics,
praise creation as I never could.
My hands have never harvested grain.
The skin is smooth, and supple, and soft,
but leaves me thinking that farming is hell.
Submitted by Shahid Buttar on Sat, 06/08/2013 - 10:30pm
There is a raging battle being waged
for the hearts and minds of those who’d be enslaved
by knaves still stealing money, power and safety from babies
who will have to live in a world of insecurity.
Not enough liberty to go around.
Not enough food to feed the whole town.
Not enough trees to be found in the woods,
and even though today, the enemies wear no hoods,
they’d do the same things to you if they could.
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