emebet mesfin

Silver Star - 3,770 Points (December 1,1972 / Wonji, Shewa)

Borchelle Sonnet - Poem by emebet mesfin

tough job for mom taming my hair
complained moaning as comb runs through it
whenever am braided I used to suffer
disrupted for bruises broke out
was elementary student at the time
baffled how I contracted fungus
shearing my hair became mission for mom
applied traditional medicine consulting neighbors
didn't help visit to the doctor happened
I made matters worse too young to realize
dreading treatment ensued
to cure the skin disease
I now know why Borchelle was the place
to curb such ailment contagious

Topic(s) of this poem: disease


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 11, 2018


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