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"We the willing, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful. We have done so much, with so little, for so long, we are now qualified to do anything, with nothing" By Konstantin Josef Jireček, a Czech historian, diplomat and slavist.

MY MILK TEARS

By Wenne Madyt Dengs

My milk tears

You stream in black streets

My milk tears

In the month of mess

My milk tears

You shift me like chess

My milk tears

I’m to be colorless

My milk tears

As I’m turning odorless

My milk tears

You form a cluster of fate

My milk tears

If you participate

My milk tears

I’ll not appreciate

My milk tears

I’ll not comprise precipitate

My Milk tears

When a male eats in May

My milk tears

A mayor eases himself in mystery

My milk tears

You’re tearing me into a grave

My milk tears

I once tasted a future

My milk tears

Before your departure

My milk tears

Though you’ve given me a puncture

My milk tears

You’ll not be my furniture

©Wenne Madyt Dengs

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