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I DON'T KNOW HOW

I DON'T KNOW HOW

                                                           
                              I don’t know how to give the deer a gun, so with the hunter
                                                    he can have a fair fight,
                              How to teach the war children how to dodge the bullets
                                   and place a flower at the end of the man’s gun,
                                        How to remove his coat of heaviness
                                and soften his look which cuts like razor blade, 
                                             How to make the moon shine
                     so the orphan children can find the parents they don’t have,
                                        How to teach a loveless man how to love
                                             and a grieving mother not to cry,
                                               How to mend broken hearts
                                        and how to make a dead bird sing.
                                                     If only I knew how! 
                            But I can learn how to turn clouds into candy floss
                                  to satisfy the angels with sweet tooth.
                                 And maybe the angels can teach me how. 

                                                                                                                   
                                                                                                                                                
 

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Bernadete... 

Togetherness?

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

 

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Bernadete van d...

Thank you Bernie, you understand my poems so well. 
You think like a teacher. 

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