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Dream Seed

Swollen face summer
Shredded shoulders wrong color
Shed blood feeds dream seed

For Haiku Heights #47 prompt slavery

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11 thoughts on “Dream Seed

  1. Stunning…it took my breath away with its power. Dream seed…yes, the dream was what kept the slaves alive in spite of the brutality they endured. How well you capture years of horror in only three lines. I bow to the poet! Hugs, pat

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