Category : Poems

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I need a warm place to rest
 My broken bones and all rest.  
Wherever I sit, I can't sleep, 
Wars and bullets ring.

Bullets and wars ring
in my head like an alarm.
  I look for the good sides
 Of the bad things
 To bring them out of my shadow.

But among the rains, tears and blood,
 I cannot bring heaven on earth.
  Someone take me far,
 Further than my legs can take.

I need a warm place to rest
 My broken bones and the rest.

Among the rains, tears and blood,
Wars and bullets ring
in my head like an alarm...