Turn A Blind Eye

by Winston Koyo   Apr 8, 2005


Let us bury our ostrich heads in the dirty sands,
Pretend we do not see and we still hear,
Lets group hug the inviting cactus tree,
Assume thorns do not sting and we still feel,
Lets build castles in the cloud's space,
Ignore laws of gravity and we still fall,
Lets name the Red devil the White saint,
Over understand religion and we sin.

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