Saturday, March 25, 2006


Open the gates
And let me in
Put down your shield
Leave your arrows in their sleeve
Set your army free

Unlock your door
And let me pass

I am here
Handing out my keys
Because I tore down my walls
And I own nothing
Because I meet myself in everyone
Set your servant free

Your hatred
That speaks in whispers
In open fields
And roars in cages

G. Flores

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