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They squirm in desolation, afraid to breath,
Many a careless exhalation have travelled unguarded
To the walled residences, embarrassing their stature
Thus they live on borrowed breaths
Neither inhaling nor exhaling
Drawing sketches of beautiful lands
In their minds
Lest they be executed
For stealing Picasso's paint brush
They have also learned to dream
Silently
Lest they be accused of
Harbouring Coup d'etat propensities
They walk with stooped shoulders
Lest they be tortured
For appearing brazen
They have learned to nail their thoughts
To mundane things like grocery and the sun
For many a careless exhalation travelled unguarded
To walled residences.
C) Lorot Salem 2011
Shared with Jingle Poetry Potluck Week 33
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