Snow FallingA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Beyabout us then and nowSnow falling on a dead world Ancient fellows gather round an old habit Filled with greed and malice Instead of love and good cheer These Ancient fellows are obsessed with race and class There minds full of illusions They have forgotten Noah Split by family feuds Lost to one another by blinding lies Only the wind knows their origin Only the Owl speaks in the late night hours of how it all use to be When the Ancients with gather in brotherhood, sisterhood and glee After a time they may grow backwards They may rekindle the inner truth Embrace ounce more as they did in days before Placing aside Greed and hate Showing Love, Respect and Fellowship Snow falling on a dead world © 2014 Abdul Batin Osman BeyAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on March 22, 2014 Last Updated on March 22, 2014 Tags: Ancients, Greed, Hate, Class, race, Brotherhood, Sisterhood, glee AuthorAbdul 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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