Crouching Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Crouching

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Lust!
Crouching in the dens of the wicked;
To lie wait in a hiding place for your prey.

Cast, last, past!
With the pains;
As you infringe deep wounds on your victims,
With the muse of hatred and war.

Sunday, June 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,hatred,wounds
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M Asim Nehal 12 June 2016

I like your sense of humour and straight messages, AWESOME, Simply superb Hats Off to you Edward! ! ! ! !

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