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Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Rise Up


Rise up


Bones of the day
sleepless, no finger in dike 
rain returns they say
night fears bow childlike

Rise up 

morning requires work
scoop the poop
count weight as a clerk
no regime coop

Rise up

New Year awaits
face the regime 
iron prison gates
sing of dreams

Rise up

sing loud, wave fist
don't let them take
all that you kissed
let them eat cake.

Caroline Gerardo 1/2/2017 All Copyrights Reserved


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