"Dirges of Praise" SSPC 71
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The murky sight
Of a living shadow
Jerking in silence
Lighter balloon
Pale like a bag bones
Like a starved orphan
Malnourished, impoverished
Dancing sideways to the drums of the wind
The crowd surfaces in acknowledgement
With dirges of praise
And chanted choruses of laughter
Like a yellow leaf
Sneered with sinister looks
Booed by ill-fate
Deserted like a desert
The ears of the dead
Hearkens not to the dull thud
Of monotonous praise
Neither do they crave
For warmth long denied
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Oh my God! You put me a little bit dark with this "dirges of praise", dear poet. I'm going to think about it: Humanity is a cemetery that continues to be lost in a world of loneliness, abandonment and spiritual poverty due to the emptiness that comes from pursuing the material. For the lack of faith. To hear and dance pagan rhythms, feeling like monotonous religious songs.
Thank you so much zaleira for your uncompromising support.