Ever escaping
I was beginning to fountain
When you came over me, like a stone
I slipped and escaped
You followed me and trampled
Under your elephant feet
Your molecules are strong in this world
Shine like the snow-clad mountain
I have no right to open my mouth
My hunger to speak is covered under jaw
But I escape every time
I lead you to the yellow-green spread
You are poor
Collect bit by bit from me and us
Your power smirks at your weakness
Looking for us to do your chores
For your feet cannot shoo us away
But the needy can also beg for help to escape03 January 2015
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