Poetry

Lara, An Oasis of Light
Dying
Anima Mantra
All Blind Men
Violated
Oh' Little One

'Lara, An Oasis of Light'



Imagine the after math of the holocaust
The dry, dusty land - without hope
Knowing only violating winds and dark skies
Of being isolated, bewildered, travelling along
Endlessly searching, praying for an answer
A deep soulful search, without anger or remorse
 
Days and weeks are lost, footprints left
For no-one to find or follow
Then, from far away
A tiny figure calls your eye, a sign
Drawing near realisation dawns
The body of a woman, emanating beauty
A last, lost epitaph of mans pitiful ignorance
Yet, the gorgeous vision of his future
 
The magical embrace
It's all right; you're safe now
Believe me you must - and of course she does
For her strong mind and beautiful body
Are now your only real world

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