Darkness in the ally's
where the children hide
Away from monsters
of the night,
away from hunger.
No reply
those tired eyes
those searching eyes
will have to wait,
until the fat old man
picks up his gate.
I am waiting to explode
to shower the thirsty earth
with Love.
The light shines
if we move out of the shade.
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