G. Akanji Olaniyi
Cold War - Poem by G. Akanji Olaniyi
Ask me whether there is a cold war
Or if war could be cold
May be coldness waving over a war
In the sounds of heavy missiles
And the rumblings of machines
The nights turn fireworks fare
What could be cold?
In the eyes releasing hot tears
Adults obliging warm urines
Excretes of fear make the bodies stink
What could be cold in a war?
Is it the casualties?
Olaniyi G. Akanji
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