Thursday, December 8, 2011

Sweet

By Martin Williams


The steel has not made me cold
Nor the stone made me hard
Not the gray made me colorless.


The dopefiends have not made me scandalous
Not the cops made me hateful
Nor the hateful made me heartless.


The food has not killed my appetite
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Nor the sexlessness killed my desire
Nor the lifelessness killed my thirst.


They gave me no water for my garden,
Gave me sand for seeds,
And I grew flowers
And low fruit,
Enough to color the walls
And make stale rice
Taste Sweet.



1 comment:

  1. Good choice, I love this poem. and your picture goes so well with it!

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