FROM THE HILLS OF DROSS TURN BEAUTY OUT OF WRECK
AAABB
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Many great lessons that don’t need to rote
On the boat of nature wish, I too could float
My sovereignty gives me the choice to vote
I could share my meal as the empty beaks peck
From the hills of dross turn beauty out of wreck
CCCDD
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From the heaps of sod let again the Spring spring
Grace from the Almighty gives everything its wing
On the banks of love someday I kneel and drink
From the dry dead land may we harvest again
The venom from soft fangs nay spit out again
EFGF
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Once again awakened, sprouts shoot from the soil
Leaves and petals in all their beautiful hues
Flora, fauna, and humans shine in rays of glee
Together with all, sheer love and romance fuse
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©® Kawsar Khalil