


Can I come too
and share your life
with you?


Your pad so right
no furniture
to bore us,

beds on the floor
with lights
not bright
and protest signs
taped on the doors

I tried one world long
but was unhappy there,
I found that I
did not belong
where people
did not care

where women cry
and children die
in the night
because they’re hungry

Some may think
I’m wrong
but you see
me.......
I don’t belong
in that world




POETRY:
A TRIBUTE TO LIFE,
SELECTED WORKS OF S. E. ROSE, VOL I
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