Tiny plants shrivel up and dry
As the sun rises in the sky
Vultures circle those soon to die
Pick their bones clean and then fly high.
Showing posts with label The Heat - 4 Lined Poem - DWP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Heat - 4 Lined Poem - DWP. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
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