Korengal Poem by Saint Cynosure

Korengal



Fear is felt behind the wall,
day and night in Korengal.
By bombs and bullets brothers fall,
day and night in Korengal.
Sweat it out,
cry it out,
tears find ways to fall.
Words cannot express at all,
day and night in Korengal.

Tuesday, June 28, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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