come
gather up
these fragments
of hope
and place
them
some place
safe
for they
are
rare coins
from
of the chest
of dreams
sunken treasure
from the ship
of belief
now
resting
at the
bottom
of the sea
of despair
but
beware
not
all
the pirates
are
dead
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will they bury
their corporate lies
next to the dreams
of peace
long rotted
in the ground
of hope
will they place
copper coins
of despair
atop
sky blue eyes
of naiveté
tossing
the white sands
of belief
into open graves
sands
collected
from the arena
of life
where holy words
mold chains
of obedience
to a caesar
long dead
murdered
by a friend
for reasons
clear
to those
in-the-know
unlike those
waiting
under
godless
steeples
while
their god
waits
outside
no calls
for alms
no cans
for coins
he stood
a man of
just straw
dressed in scarecrow clothes
with tears flowing from eyes
asif to irrigate the hope within
his heart
looking
finding
just me
a fool
and he
knew i
was not
so wise
as to
understand
his cries to share a tear
so said to me… to share a tear
is to care about others as much i
cared about my own loves in this life
asslama
sabah
please sit
share with me
mint tea
as we review
this document
i have carefully created
an inventory for your examination
see here
this section contains
desired objects of this world
car
home
and other coins of the realm
here i have listed your loves
wife
first-born son
and others in your family
here i have itemized
things only known to you
your passions
dreams
and fears
each is clearly marked
and labelled according to their worth
please
sign here
so that this rental agreement
may be honored
during your brief stay
upon
this earth
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