Poetry
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Phoenix
(C) Protein, 1997
The sun casts its rays
to that chilled the world.
Flakes darkness scurrying rooks,
arranging a feast at the dump.
In a landfill illusions, forgotten hope
at the dump empty hearts,
old vows, and old clothes,
poems that broke lead.
The sun gives its heat,
For life to be reborn.
Like a phoenix from the ashes of a long time ago
found his own flesh and blood.
But the ash is sterile and Phoenix do not have -
Wings on fire, he
vanished, flew away, cursing the world,
which he was born.
And nothing is melting the sun rays
not touching the hearts of ice.
And flakes of darkness scurrying rooks.
And will end soon.
