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do you expect dreams and fire
when a child dies in africa
and blood flows in new york
do you expect purple tinged mountain slopes
when coral drowns
and king penguins tan
do you expect love
when severed flesh
litters distant streets
tell me your story now
I will hear
always for you
always
do you expect forgiveness
for the blanketed woman
and the bent paper cup
do you expect me to listen
when you shout so loud
above the TV din
give me your hand now
and I will touch you
always for you always
and on the green hillside
flowers and lambs
buttercup starfield
do you see the bloodstain
always for you
always
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poem or prayer June 2003
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Alan Dix © 2003