Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Keeping Thing Whole

INAA field I am the abesce
I am the abesicen
of the field
This is
always the case
whenever I am
I am what is missing

When I walk
part of the air
and always
the air moves
in to phill the spaces
where my body been

We all have reasons
for moving
I move
to keep things whole.

I think this poem goes with the book A long way gone bec he is living on his own right now bec his got sperated by his familly and is trying to find them and have a better good life u just wants to end this war and live a good life.

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