Vultures Sitting Silently

Selling the stardust
to become rich,
for harmony.

You will bring
the other world. A lazy
eye laughs. The poor
love weeps.

I have settled
down to accept the barbs
of philanthropy.

This undefined
pain hones the words
to fight the killed panther.

Drink from my
eyes. There was snow
fall on lips.

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Vultures Sitting Silently