Injustice Poem by Wilson Tinotenda Waison

Injustice
My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
As it is filled with more poetic justice
Yet in the domains there's no divine…

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
For it speaks of revelations more than
It does on progression and elevations.

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
As it is filled with agony and bitterness
Yet in the domains there's no divine…

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
For it speaks of love, parity and unity
More than ever assured in the domain.

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
As it is filled with hopes and grandeur
Yet in the domains there's no divine…

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
For it speaks of independence grand
More than the delivered malfunctions

My poetry is a loud sounding nothing
As it is filled with rage and discontent
Yet in the domains there's no divine…

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