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The fugitive trance {part one and two}

Found in the river bank
where silence reigns supreme.....
suitable for the world library site
where scholars meets socrates
there i lay on the clement hands of the cold sand
the sea cliffs giving me cover against the children of aquinas----
and the bird singing melodies
/somewhere at my back is a tree root
whose green leaves provided me with sweet fragrances
and the fruits;
i know,can serve......
one of its branches;
in a bid to drink from the river gave me shelter;

i stood and looked around and believed thomas,pufendorf,levianthan and hobbes
-the exponents of the natural school of thought.......
the bending branch seems to have a bad neck b'cos it couldn't stop drinking
there stocked;
its gray hair which the lexicon calls"dry leaves" dropped on the crawling river
giving it an heavenly decoration
as the paralysed sea backs it along

suddenly,a tempest came by,
distorting the angelic arrangement
and opening and closeing the maiden's mouth
as she swallows her own gray hairs
i wanted to curse the junta but i was disrupted by the emergence of a gentle wind
which blew by and consoled the suicidal sea

This abound;
i believe will be my domicile as i remain a fugitive......
THE WEB VANISHED,
Oh!are my still here?
off i voyage to my trance again!

{part two}

we can share boundaries
i in the bank
and u on the sky
what a nice combination!......

my people,
i have been a fugitive----seeking an hide-out
where my fault seeth me not
my thoughts sinked in the grave of a paradice
where beauty is at its' peak and prime,
and my nightmare,
-always throwing these fries to my reality.

this trance,
i wish shall revolt
that my day be made my dream
/and my imaginations
e forged day.....
then my flaw shall haunt me no more
as the cloud beth our arbiter
/"better without blemish and occupy,
than stain and stray"
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