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The ideas I call forth,
Are all but
I hear the voices, calling out
To ask me to mention their names.
For when I tell I don’t know,
They tell me their tails
Ones of love lost long ago,
Of passion sought so dear.
Death of a love one and many friends,
Birth of new beings brought into this world
War, from the leaders or so their called,
Peace from the caring of anther
The voices of hundreds nah, thousands
Call to me to write down their lives.
A simple request I must fulfill,
A dead person’s last wish.

The ideas I call forth,
Are all but
I hear the voices, calling out
To ask me to mention their names.
For when I tell I don’t know,
They tell me their tails
Ones of love lost long ago,
Of passion sought so dear.
Death of a love one and many friends,
Birth of new beings brought into this world
War, from the leaders or so their called,
Peace from the caring of anther
The voices of hundreds nah, thousands
Call to me to write down their lives.
A simple request I must fulfill,
A dead person’s last wish.
Category Poetry / All
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