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Tears
(Poetry)
4-03-2009
by Jane Arwa
If my tears were like a river
I'd have loved to shed as much as i can
To cry about nothing; everything
But my glands are deprived
all's that left is my hearts' tears.
Who would care to wipe my tears
And far carry my...
Who is listening?
(Poetry)
20-04-2009
by Jane Arwa
Who does the listening
When everyone seems to know it all?
Who will lend an ear
And hear the cry of the faithless?
Many are the afflicted
But few are the listeners;
Many are the hopeless
but few are the encouragers.
The young generation is...
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