Death Is But A Whisper Poem by Mable Baluka

Death Is But A Whisper



When life passes me by
when dreams are just water under a bridge
When rain drops
drip from the
corner of my room
When the world
ignores me
when every heartbeat
I can count
When all is at rest
death is but
a
whisper.

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Dedicated to girl children forced into prostitution.
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Mable Baluka

Mable Baluka

Uganda
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