Bicycle
Bicycle left in the holiness of rust
two olives on the plate
one slice of bread for us three
can hunger divide equally
pain? One shoe less young boy
eyes of sunlight
one improvised explosive devise
for twelve soldiers of our platoon
can death be portioned
as sunlight through a sieve?
Nuance of wind aloof
through forsaken barracks
bicycle left in the loneliness of rust
two olives on the plate share pain
Hellenic Canadian Literature 