Behind the bright face
Pudding up my eyes with faith,
Seeking of better tomorrow,
Tussling for survival
Out the dark of green and white;
A kingdom of bokos and harams'
Some die of bitter Gokos and harms,
To some precautions acquainted,
Behind the bright face
The holes of death do merry
The bullets prey the fleshy skin'
Where's David of this generation,
Has he clothed from Aso-rock?
Rewind the awry steps!
So many sheep sail not astray.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
04/10/2018
06: 19AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Seeking life for better tomorrow we shall carry wonderful vision. An interestingly poem is beautifully penned...10