Charles Kanyuga

A Phantom In Coppice

I am their hero
Praise my ego
pay I not them dough
they droop down
Heads to the ground
Loftily sit I in valor
old me with capacity
Currency my speech
they cast their lots
I'm the triumph
over their inane quest
covering their eyes
with a sheathing sham
in the end I know
It just a mirage
A phantom in coppice

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Poem Edited: Friday, October 14, 2016

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Comments about A Phantom In Coppice by Charles Kanyuga

  • Chitra - (3/13/2009 5:02:00 AM)

    a nice way of depicting democratic chaos...something similar to my poem Time to Act
    10+ for speaking on behalf of victims of political chaos

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  • Chitra - (3/13/2009 5:02:00 AM)

    a nice way of depicting democratic chaos...something similar to my poem Time to Act
    10+ for speaking on behalf of victims of political chaos

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