<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553116" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For The Wounded Womb</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There he is like the ocean <br>Holding an empty shell<br>Empty shell filled with<br>God’s food<br>That every lovable things on earth would live<br>a day more to taste.<br>It’s not the food you eat has love<br>It’s not love you have is adored<br>Palate of life<br>We mix it with pain and pleasure.<br>Tears, sweat, blood…<br>all ooze out from the vein of Hard work…<br>How can things unseen and invisible<br>Can be so true<br>Can be so rooted<br>here I see this beautiful earth<br>everything merged through these invisible forces <br>like a blind man see the colours of life<br>and weave his own colour…<br>red through green, green through blue<br>burns the angst for not being able to see…<br>but creates these are the colours he creates…<br>and lay before us the senses to feel… <br>Blooming into every man’s beauty<br>Farer man sing evening songs<br>We wait for another morning…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I licked through the plate of food<br>Gulping down my thirst and hunger<br>Just like a hungry begging human on street<br>I lived for the food that comes from some distant land<br>And an unknown lover make it<br>And an unknown lover taste it<br>A fistful of food…<br>Opens her empty hands<br>She lives<br>She learns to live<br>She learns to eat<br>The passion of eating through<br>What I yearn to see one day<br>Your hands feeding a hungry mother <br>In the corner of a silenced street.<br>Cuddling the child of love<br>Heals a mother’s wounded womb…<br>Here he is like the ocean…<br>Holding the empty shell <br>Empty shell filled with <br>God’s food…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lovita+J+R+Morang">Lovita J R Morang</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=553116" data-title="For The Wounded Womb de Lovita J R Morang" data-description="There he is like the ocean Holding an empty shell Empty shell filled with God’s food That every lovable things on earth would live a day more to taste. It’s not the food you eat has love It’s not love you have is adored Palate of life We mi..."></div> </div> </div>

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