Aman is writing pocket poems

poison societies stories
dodge centuries of pocketing gold
share teaching directly to the brave

nature
peace
blankets out for seasoned women
game
luck
longer studies can still greater dummies

babies look angered
kids shiver to the black cat
river narrows   with dear   blood
secrets wrong   powered
                               special beings

lion
beast
friend
desire space sex
smooth,      girly
whom  once was straight

a bright poem lacks pleasure
societies problems are rich people
fame dresses us to our  grave

burned meadows curse the cat down
a damned death