We Count the Days
We count the days
From off the calendar
Like so many minutes
Waiting anxiously
Without an end
Hoping only to escape
To bring a conclusion
To our predicament
A change to this situation
A welcome respite
From the monotonous
From the mosquitoes
From the rats and shifty eyes
That forever keep us company
by Hugh M. Lewis
The Great Wall Revisited
Trails in the Snow
1991-1993
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Last Updated: 03/16/05