Theme: Abstract



Blank screen of doom, find me wonderful words,
nothing fancy just words that have a resonance in
my mind and gladden my heart. 
I remember a boy of fourteen, every morning at six
he milked, five cows, by hand, leaning his heads on
the cow´s womb, he dreamt of Africa. 
Africa, but I met my wife, she is from Congo, so you
may say I know Africa intimately but   
that was not what the boy was dreaming of... 
O, blank screen do not let me fall into banalities,
it is just that I like to remember as much as I can
before the curtain draws the screen.
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