Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • It is endless
    their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

  • Life is an interlude
    between two deaths...

  • All the night
    sea...

  • The consumer is consumed
    as consumption consummates...

  • "Why is the fading flower so sad?"
    -Asked the tearful child...

  • I don't believe in
    any religion because...

  • O father where have your fever gone?
    Where have your wisdom gone...

  • To others we do
    things that blueprint everything...

  • Father 1

    To A. Shamloo::
    It was somewhere...

  • Hi
    I am a single father...

  • Fear 2

    They scare us with death
    until we are frightened of living...

  • The objective of a heart is
    to defeat time...