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Mykonos rerun

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Let’s dissipate with the rising sun
Bringing with us a drum
Telling all
To go to the ancient city
Shouting, jubilating as we reach the entrance
Walk slow, walk on
But never forget to hold the soul of another
Wherever you may find them

There, the women dance
The children shake dust
Footsteps all around
Shaping the soul of night
Though the rain washes
Our minds will remain
So let’s go with the clouds,
Into the orbit of the sun
Forever finding the banner of our youth

The Crying Guitar

Tears from a string

Another morning preaching the word ‘disaster’

Fragments of recurring wrongs

Southern dilemma

Hands held high

Buckets filled to the brim

Colors mismatched with red and gun powder

Feet of soldiers, prints of herdsmen

The fuss going all night

Bringing the finale to the break of dawn

Last time I write these words, I pray