Monday, May 9, 2011

ORGANIC



ORGANIC 



"Saturated, clouds leak like secrets that are badly kept"

                                                                          Picture by: Paz Mukikala

Trapped in concrete jungles 
We rush past life right into death.

Building past the point of no return 
We push mother nature to a last breath.

- Slow down -

Catch the sun climbing to a rise, and
Excuse the need to miss it's fall to set.

Hunt for the organic within you
For we all rush to nowhere without rest.

By:
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Aristo Dos Santos
CuPid Poetry
“For Those You Love and Adore”

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