Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 23, 2014

Home~by Abdul Wahab




Count the heads
They are many
Under my shed

All poor and weak
To avoid torture
My shadow they seek

They choose my shelter
To taste freedom
And to get fresh air

For wretched and poor
I lay like home
With an open door

Do not blame me
Blame the sun
As I am just a tree .

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