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THE YEAR
why the year what the year?
the year is winding up
the man is growing up
the children are excited
villagers are exalted
for the coming of soon-born-year-
because the toil will soon harvest
the plants will soon laugh
woman thought distorts man's mind
mother thinks of next soup to cook-
for the stripping steed of lunch
to clear horrible season looks
and serve it in the big bowl on the stone bench
they circle sneaking like maggots with washless hand
the year arrives
poverty clears and dissolves
like salt pour in the water
sufferness dries like tree in the winter
happiness becomes high jumper
inside mouth of faithless kinders
throat clearing chases the war into the forest of lioness
peace then smells and sooth in
through affection of nose basin
