Brice Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Brice

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Brice, rice, ice, be;
Tragedy! !
In a new twist,
In a new dimension,
And, the Co-Pilot crashed all to death.

The cockpit door,
Locked!
Blocked,
With a negative mind;
To kill all on board! !
150 people in all.

Certainly,
Wherefore,
Howbeit,
Muzzle!
Puzzle;
Yet.

To crash the plane!
Suicide,
Murder! ! !
'Seynes Les-Alpes';
And the Co-Pilot crashed all to death,
Flying 'German Wings'.

Shock! ! !
The shock,
To kill himself and 149 others;
In the mountains of 'Seynes Les Alpes',
Of a location in France.

Monday, April 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: suicide
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