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I saw the dawn rape lonely orphans, while bats ate butterflies, cats killed sparrows and hope flew south for the winter.
On my way downtown, I've seen the dead through windows at the drycleaners, eating hamburgers with starched faces
The librarians, dry and dusty, pray for rain, as hippos weep, hyenas sigh, and hope flies south for the winter.
I've seen the strange hand of circumstance wear the jester's hat. I've seen destiny angry turn her back, while potential is wasted on the railroad tracks. Yeah, hope flew south for the winter.
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Wow every day life is there hope, love how you brought this together, lol yes the birds fly south and in Texas there's a border with hambers and Fry's its the American way, thank you for sharing.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..