Bada and institute July 2012 004

 

When you bear down on me with the arrogance of belonging,

When you drench my parched lands with hope,

When you give me the delight of being owned;

I want to collect you in, by the armfuls,

Sail my colored boats in your raucous torrent,

Tempt you with their journeys; Dare you to stay.

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