Shortie 2: Turn Your Hate Around
there is so much hate in you
it is too tiring to feel
much tiring to think beneath
this drums of despair
turn it around like a clock
finish the night
with one revolution of the
hands of time
get done, dance the reggae
or the waltz with me
be fed up, be guilty
time for change
open that fist.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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