Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 2, 2014

Rose- offering~by Abdul Wahab


 

 

Rose- offering

If each deadly weapon
Turns into a flower
And my each poem
Into a deadly weapon
Then in this world
No one would writhe
In sorrow and pain

Until neither one
Comes into being
And we continue
To suffer wounds
Let me not go on bed
Each night to sleep
And let not allow ink
Like blood to clot
Before I create a rose
To offer at the feet
Of those who died
An immature death


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