The Orphan Sighs Poem by chizitere ojiaka

The Orphan Sighs



The feast of sorrow,
with tears and mucor,
tumbling down delicate
cheeks and cracked lips.
Nutrition goes on a retreat
allowing hunger into the feat.
Enlarged abdomen showing
signs of good living if only the
legs and arms have just a little
more flesh.
Lamentations surge,
Temptation begins its urge.
Mom and Dad invite.
Death seems a better beginning

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
rago rago 15 June 2009

death will never be a good beginning........ however the poem is too good.....

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Roshni D'Souza 15 June 2009

Excellent write...Last line is brilliant!

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orlu, imo state Nigeria
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