The Wordsmiths Book 2021

In the Perspective of a Mr Kaz Brekker

Through his eyes The world is drowning Through his eyes She’s just out of sight Through his eyes Touch is a distance away In his mind Love is for weaklings In his mind He loves her most In his mind The death is his fault Through his hands She is untouchable Through his hands Skin is like snakes Through his hands Water is a torturous memory Through his ears The world is a clinking of coins Through his ears It’s a banging of guns Through his ears He deals in a whisper of lies

In his heart Its a gamble of time In his heart Its a gamble of death In his heart Its the waters of crime

Noa Chester-Haviv

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