Bora born
Gift away _
Eye lids may flicker side glances slow cure
in movements reviewed to zone off closed worlds.
Rich textures of life repattern most minds
rebuilding the ones still free, still alive.
Rest in your likeness the singer inspires
attention now drawn at this point in time.
In faraway looks solemn choice refrains
acting as Gods, judgmental to the end.
Most never saw it, their fate laid bare, for
the second coming most looked in the air.
In ritual splendour of closed tight eyes
the hatred continued, just greed survived.
It never occurred where the ALL had been
in outer space, or the breath still within.
The influence first felt, yes never quite lost
still shifting free choice whatever the cost.
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© feb 2006 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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