Evening Remorse Poem by samuel nze

Evening Remorse



Because you do not know
In spite of the spatial grow
Your emotions still flow
In ways you know
The wind will blow
Your faint dreams so
Over the hills they go
You watch them do
All the anger in you
The witch the old and blue
Make passes with your due
Sadly sadly you rue
What should not do
You would rather have few
Than too many without a cue.

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samuel nze

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lagos, nigeria
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