Dawn So Soon Poem by alexander opicho

Dawn So Soon



Weaverbirds are back to their divine duty
Weaving noise in harbinger of soon dawn,
As they knell death of my gone days
Ushering in my new tortures of life,
Salting up fresh the memory wound
Of my yesterday on which I stand with no compass
To give me the atlas point of my today.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
life and depair
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