Poems from Dunes
I've only a little more than a dozen years
But I can sit here and feel your fears.
I can see the rise and fall
Of the most glorious...
Missing they are,
A hope they're far.
Escape we wish,
From the death they dish.
Run, run, run for us.
Hide and live you must.
Wishes,...
Yes, I am young.
Yes, I am old.
But, tell me, when?
When did your heart turn cold?
Since when has my intelligence,
my sexuality,
my...
And that’s just what it is, isn’t it? It’s the million dollar question; “why in the world do we do anything?”
Anthropologically...