freedom born justiceA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey about an early morning ride Driving Down the lonely black highway Staring straight into endless space Eyes Drooping heavy still sleeping Mind barely functioning 495 The highway I take Fifty odd miles in both directions Baqarra District Beat down misplaced city My early hour destination Zooey The place I leave and return The happy restful place of my days Driving Down the lonely black highway Staring straight into endless space © 2012 Abdul Batin Osman BeyAuthor's Note
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Abdul Batin Osman BeyCambridge, MAAboutIt is said that if Johnny Thunders and Janis Joplin were to have a child then have him to be raised by the unwanted aspects of Society while having him schooled in Timbuktu that person would be me. I.. more..Writing
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