Question Mark

Rookie (August 1988 / Botswana, Francistown)

Death - Poem by Question Mark

You are responsible for putting end to breathe
and You scorn us with darksome devouring eyes from birth
You neatly conspire with time
and when you do crime,
we hate you for taking our;

Our brothers
Unfulfilled dreams

but I see something in you
'a path to heaven'.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2012

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