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No Body's Land
LL ( / Riga)

No Body's Land

Poem By Lauma Lapa

I am nobody’s land.
Like a hurricane, the feelings
Rush over me, they
Come and they go
Leaving only ruins

My soul resides in the basement.

In that no man’s land
Between frontiers
Not a single spot to stand
On that would have life:
Only iron and stone
And under.

My soul hides in a cellar.

Distorted and crippled
The land un-claimed
The land over-desired
Where the territories over-lap
Where nobody stops
For life.
For death.

My soul digs hideouts.

No body’s land.
Two rows of barbed wire
A sea and a sky somewhere
Maybe the adversaries meet
By an arbour in a better place
To talk.
To smoke.

My soul, famished in the dungeon.


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