Agnes Poem by Nichola Okoro
Agnes
I told you I shall scour the coal
They set fire …I scoured it
Agnes, you think I shall see those tears in yours eyes?
I told you my name is Nichola
This is the hot coal on my palm
Crying for relief.I is the wind that turns it to ashes.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes,fire,wind
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8/5/2026 1:34:14 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Very powerful & assertive & authoritative.