Monday, August 9, 2010

Winds from east to west

Poem by Marc Aupiais

With tears I look west. West!
The enemy of man!
I cry at what I am to become!
The wind blows me! East!
East to West!

West! To death! The exiled Babylon!
To the very problem with our world!

I look in our pond love!
My girl I stare at it and see your face!
I had once felt disbelief!

And often! A moment!
I feel a fool!

I cry as I look to the west! Winds blow my tears East and back again!
West! My enemy! West! Death!
The cancer that breaks the world!

West! I walk west! Into ash and death!

West! The corruptor of my world!
West I head to- for West I must become!

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