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My Bure (My Neighbour's) English Version
Contributed by
Caged Soul
on
Wednesday, 12th April 2006 @ 04:10:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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The cats are ameauw, dogs are barking,
it’s the middle of the night, everything building up to the fight.
Chaotic moments, there aint no stop
to the anger around me.
Feet are stomping, tongues are rolling.
neighbour’s wife are screaming,
neighbour is roaring,
a child’s crying clenches the night sky.
Everything started when she
asked neighbour who’s perfume and lipstick
his shirt is wearing.
See, she knows she’s not his only-
stains on sheets and late night excesses
prevents her from believing everything is in order,
yet she keeps on hoping.
Her biggest fear is that what she suspects
could be true.
She gets nauseous as she contemplates,
how can he commit such a sordid deed-
role model to daughter and son.
But she don’t even dare consider leaving, he’s still
faithful provider and companion at night;
most nights.
Day by day, she grows even smaller.
Copyright ©
Caged Soul
... [
2006-04-12 04:10:50] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Bure (My Neighbour's) English Version
(User Rating: 1 ) by FRANCO on
Thursday, 13th April 2006 @ 03:06:38 AM AEST (User
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Good poem; can visualize a perfect neighborhood any where around the world. Your description has an universal appeal to it. GOOD.
FRANCO
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Re: My Bure (My Neighbour's) English Version
(User Rating: 1 ) by Somnium on
Thursday, 13th April 2006 @ 06:17:03 PM AEST (User
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Really captured a reality to many
well done
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