<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514529" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dig The Floor Of The Moon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fear stalks me on the road.<br>Sun was very aloof and cold.<br>Cannot stop the decline, <br>give me prayers of your lips.<br>You talk of dark children dying<br>when I was losing consciousness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Will not question the ink of death<br>or silence of night.<br>The random greed of man walks<br>in golden ruins without listening.<br>I am counting my years wasted<br>in pursuit of crazy dreams of climbing a watchtower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hunger had become a great teacher.<br>Pain becomes a face. Limbs and shadows<br>seek justice after rape and murder.<br>Something seeps in me. Wounds bleeding<br>on my hands, I dig the floor of the moon<br>where God was sleeping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514529" data-title="Dig The Floor Of The Moon de Satish Verma" data-description="A fear stalks me on the road. Sun was very aloof and cold. Cannot stop the decline, give me prayers of your lips. You talk of dark children dying when I was losing consciousness. Will not question the ink of death or silence of night. The random..."></div> </div> </div>

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