A Phantom In Coppice Poem by 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
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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 2:31:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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