an emptiness clouds around
a feeling of losing battle
not just in one front
but in many fronts simultaneously
continuing coughing also causes pain
to flow like Blue Nile
from throat to other limbs
not for nourishing
but for destroying life
above all controlling
the freer expression of words
like a poem refusing the making
making me a poet unpublished
walking into the pit prematurely
i have cried many times to Heaven
above, and deep within
to release me, my little self from chain
preventing my flight into freedom
where i am no longer enslaved
by the little that thinks big
henry victor
01.06.2007
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