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Christmas In War-Torn Africa

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I woke up early on a Christmas morn.
Gladly waiting for Santa before dawn.
Looking through blinds in anxiety I'd torn,
I'd hoped to see him approaching my lawn,
in costumes in previous years he had worn.
But in disguise he came with a French horn,
playing elegies of demons unborn.
Wheat, barley, oats, rice and grains of sweet corn
filled his socks for a land which was war-torn.
I'd thought the usual Santa would return.
But a different Santa came to fore-warn
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Christmas In War-Torn Africa
Thursday, April 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sonnet
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A poem dedicated to children in the war-tron parts of Eastern Nigeria, Syria, South Sudan and C.A.R.
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Chinedu Dike 25 April 2019
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth in verse with rhythmic splendour. A beautiful creation, Josef. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
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