Cities Poem by Ama Alma Okigbo

Cities



Waking up from bed from what I could hear
From the honking of cars whose sound deafens my ear
Walking down the road, one could die
From the bullets which pierce the sky
As I kept walking, I saw a brutal fight
Gasping smoggy air as he was strangled with might
And I clutched my jacket, my fingers very tight

Sunday, August 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: cities
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