Philosophy and Literature / The Forum

“I fell ill last night, for my poetry these days is about fire and bullets.”

Oh Men, I have not been able to do my best for poetry,

I don’t know what has gone wrong with me,

I fell ill last night, for my poetry these days is about fire and bullets

I now feel like a storm with thunder and lightening

I feel like a castaway.

I would like to swim across, make it safe for me.

I could be the sun and the stars, if I were allowed

Who shone on the earth in the darkest of night

Without education you get the cold feeling of ignorance.

Now the wind has blown away the shelters

I am trying to relight the candle of education

Join me so that it will cast light all around.

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