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Death Poems About Boxing

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Poem Details | by Lukas andrew |
Categories: 7th grade , addiction, analogy, angel, beautiful, bereavement, boxing day ,

Bread

This bread I break was once the oat, 
This wine upon a foreign tree 
Plunged in its fruit; 
Man in the day or wine at night 
Laid the crops low, broke the grape's joy. 
Once in this time wine the summer blood 
Knocked in the flesh that decked the vine, 
Once in this bread 
The oat was merry in the wind; 
Man broke the sun, pulled the wind down. 
This flesh you break, this blood you let 
Make desolation in the vein, 
Were oat and grape 
Born of the sensual root and sap; 
My wine you drink, my bread you snap.