come, let’s run wild <br />amongst the barren trees <br />and grainy wind <br /> <br />rip our eyes out <br />and gag our mouths <br /> <br />but the stench…. <br />oh the Stench! <br />of bare bodies and soiled feet <br />and lively flowers in lifeless hands<br /><br />Remya Sasindran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-walk-5/
