Sandra Martyres Poems

The desperate man
Just got rid of
His only daughter
Her crime
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You mock me
Because I am not pretty
You mock me
Coz your friends are more witty
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Piles of papers stacked
For review and approval
His pen is missing
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Black birds on a tree
Singing melodiously
‘Tis good to be free
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Deep red and luscious
Cherries too tempting to leave
Hanging on the tree
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A banana peel
Lay innocuously
On the floor beside her
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Desolation had overtaken him
As he trudged night and day
Through brambles and thickets
Armed with just a backpack
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Anger hath long life
Coming back time and again
Just to inflict pain
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A bird flies across
The grey skies flapping its wings
To beseech rain Gods
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