Alas Poem by Micheal Nkemchor
Alas
Alas the appitte to write has returned
I must now pour out my heart
And let the book suffer
I have proven to be a nothman
August has come and gone
'And My butterfly has smiled'
Even though my deeds were odd
I still proved doubters wrong
Indeed I am a man
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: august,butterfly
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