The Ripper Poem by EZEKIEL MAU

The Ripper



How cruel art thou
OH! end of man.
Having neither foe nor friend,
Less more a scold nor trend.
Hide it no more from me
why the fiercest warrior,
thy cold embrace cannot conquer.
But than the speed of light
your blindness under.
Strike a seal with the riper
I fore tell your end- a wretch
For not more-
his dealings with flesh
-EKERENDU M.EZEKIEL

Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The piece paints a picture of the cruelty of demise, having no respect of persons and taking no bribery cos if were so, @George Washington will yet be alive
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