My Son, Don't Cry Poem by OLADEJI POPOOLA
My Son, Don't Cry
Calm it with prayer
the frayed home but
not to cry.
Oh! Son don't cry
for peace shall reign again.
Who will you blame for your
plight, marital brouhaha never
let your sleeping pill work.
Father, Mother tell us the real
tale why the home frayed.
Son don't cry,
for God sees thy home,
Paint your agony with utopia
wipe off tears on your doleful face.
For your home shall be peaceful again.
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5/5/2024 5:01:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dear Oladeji, such an uplifting write👍👍👍