by Akinwole Philips
Published on: May 3, 2005
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Type: Poetry

Yesterday, I drink of you without fear

While you drip freely from
hanging leaflets.

Giving freely the purest life.



Today, I drink of you with much tears

While you drag foully for
human droplets

Taking freely the fragile life.



Tomorrow, I shall drink of you again.

Pure, emerging from the earth

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