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by Pita Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · War · #401499

A poem written after an ambush in Mogadishu, Somalia, Sept 1993.

Rind, orange and curled
dusted by sand, on
bloody pine boards,
under a lidless
African sun.

We dream of rest,
oil bores,
lock and load.
We dream of the
darkness,
after the fall,
when sleep is prayer
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