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Poems by Inchiki



 


Grandpa



old tooled
hand and nail
leather S T R A P
&
sharp KNIFE!

I think of all the things you managed
to do
in your life

left school
hard
Rap then Rail against the war-cast die

Home land
abandoned
to sea

Land home
to make ends, amends,
and shoes
for
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you and me






Rhymes for a Mood  2007