Our Land Poem by Eden Benibo

Our Land



The sea, now thirsty
As the land lays empty
Drenched of her beauty
My fruits stays hungry
Enemies of self have my people remained;
Holding my morning, with hands choking my land

Monday, October 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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