A Gentle Breeze
yumado | March 8, 2010
The land laid still,
The earth, the trees were undisturbed.
The village cried out for freedom.
What hope had they to live?
Occupied armies carried on as they pleased.
As the soldiers
yumado | March 8, 2010
The land laid still,
The earth, the trees were undisturbed.
The village cried out for freedom.
What hope had they to live?
Occupied armies carried on as they pleased.
As the soldiers
yumado | March 1, 2010
Hanging from the ceiling,
Dangling and dormant,
Blind in the dark,
Strange noises below,
I fear
yumado | March 1, 2010
Standing of the roof’s edge,
With only seconds to spare,
The building below me,
Ready to fall upon itself,
Without hesitation,
yumado | March 1, 2010
While cleaning the stables,
I came across a young woman,
Though, my vision of her,
yumado | February 25, 2010
Doing what I do isn’t easy.
I do what I do for a living,
Try doing what I do, if just for a day,
I guarantee you will not like what I do,
If you were to do what I do,
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