THE LAST BITE
The homeland, a bitten apple,
Thrown on the street,
Swarmed by flies devouring its core.
Wanderers push it with a foot,
Lift it, piss on it.
Drunken passersby of the pitch-black night
Spit on it.
When it hung on the branch,
Everyone wanted to reach it,
Throwing stones to rob it,
Tearing it apart
With fierce, blackened teeth.
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Author:
Sami Mulaj (
Offline) - Published: September 27th, 2025 18:45
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Comments1
People desire the new and untouched that ages and falls into the unwanted with time. Lovely
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