25 November, 2011

Masks,Diquises and Manifestations

Geordie Kline

Blood flows when released from restriction,
Some might see that as an infliction.
Oh! How I just love the contradiction.
Bring me your abused, your worn out, your huddled masses
And with them understanding pairs of glasses.
Our eye with its optical challenges,
tied to our brain with its myopic views
and let”s not forget the distortion of ears
for this is what defines the fears

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