City Of Dead Body - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

City of Dead Body—

Dead body at every where- as the city has occupied by blockhead
Going above of everything the dead body has come in truth

The flies are bussing, polluted air and rotten bad smell
Continuous weeping is floating an air

The war will continue till men remain alive
They want burnt land- not life

You like a child do not understand or see anything!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 26, 2011

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