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On how the peasants were killed.
I’ll eat these withered buds,
these roses all the food
we have left.
in the rotten fields
people dig
to keep their values,
their valuables,
their children.
Safe.
Published 20th Jan 2010
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20th Jan 2010 8:45am
... I heard a story once about how starving Dutch families were forced to feed their kids tulip bulbs (poisonous) during the Nazi occupation which your lines reminded me of.
22nd Sep 2014 10:15pm
