I am...
sore calased hands dirty from work,
seven kidsa all poor, and sad as i,
the same seaon all year,
tired,sadbroken,
years of labor in a week,
broken shoes and aching feet,
learned by my peers and learning others,
short dry hair oiled with sweat,
a long working skirt that stops at the ankles,
starved for knowledge,
plump with food,
alone when surrounded,
a holy bible on sunday,
muddy fields and ripe apples,
a bird always flying south.
Berlin wall
to be divided
seperate, dislocated, from ordinaray,
changed, split, torn away from yesterday.
to see it break,
burn, fall, into ashes,
changed, combined, reunited with yesterday,
joy happiness, renewal overwelms you,
it brings you back to yourself again,
but also to new possibilites,
to break it,
is the best day of my life.
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