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VALLEY
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VALLEY
 
Perched up here in the Gods of the town
I see a view unknown to the outsiders.
Vast confluence of road and playing field
Peppered with the sounds of its life,
The smell of its soul and the warmth of its people.
From my palace throne I see vast, I see clear
And movement surrounds my eyes.
Great growls of the passing through ten tonners
As they distribute their contents and pollution.
Soon gone and forgotten, the kids play on.
Twisting, the great mountain greens and
Blackened browns swathe the girthy mounds
Over and above the town.
Faint glimmer of the night lights are warm
Enough for the lungs that breathe out.
Vast twists of the soil play games with the sun’s
Dying embers as it scorches out another day.
I hear the celestial voices from up here that
Protect us now; they are one, silvery and delicate
As they weave a soul filled web on the bones of the town.
Great expanse of coloured beauties scrape against the balding
Green pines that plot against the summits as if to rebuke them.
Stitched in the floor of the valley lie tales to tell behind closed
Doors, crying children, smiling happinesses and dying hearts.
Swaddled close is the friend and the foe, thinking ahead.

Green Seamless Marble

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