Paul Mwenelupembe


If It Is Really A Curse - Poem by Paul Mwenelupembe

If it is really a curse
That mounts temp's on high
If curses were horses
That nourishes the large mess
The it's an accident in the house

If it is really a curse
That circulates mid air collusions
If a curse is a dose of springs
That dances its brightness
Then it's a battle field

If it is really a curse
That enriches down turn
If it is really a curse
That breaks the pots
Then it's a fire that scorches

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's happening on an imaginary land where people cry for under development. What is really happening? Every is astonished. May be they are under a curse for they have forgotten their maker? Their only God? The story ends that way in this poem.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 2, 2013



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