Azare

Brickwall

By God Brickwall you cobble all weather
you never become green
when all your neighbours are green
plants, trees sprouts before you, yet
you maintain your calm
and still give protection
inspite of the weather:
it rains; you are naked
it crack lips with chilly-cold
none offers you paraffin.
ah! erect you stand in spite
of the weather.
pah!you are witness to hot
burning issues of the night
yet do not complain...


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Brickwall

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