Born for the First TimeA Poem by VanloghA contemporary of Adam and Eve whose consciousness suddenly springs to life and finds himself in this new unfathomable world.Something has gone missing suddenly. The fire crawls next to me I go blind The root of a tree is sticking out of me In turn, five branches are sticking out of it Near the fire It stings Without rustling, it comes There is a hole in me! Small pieces of an apple are all over it Leftovers from a happy time Grows and shrinks just under me Close to the fire It jumps, Outside of me Black snakes fall Burn and protect me Soon though, they hide between the branches As I go blind ,again © 2017 VanloghAuthor's Note
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Added on July 30, 2017 Last Updated on July 30, 2017 AuthorVanloghThe mountains where plucking the blooming flowers is allowedAboutThings that are "alive" eat each other to survive. I'm fairly aware that I , too , will be eaten. I just hope that I will taste good. more..Writing
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