Esther Obeng


Death Is Wicked - Poem by Esther Obeng

death is wicked,
oh death why are you so wicked?
you are so wicked that
you took away our beloved ones
without thinking about it

living us sorrows
and loneliness
oh death why are you
so terrible
that you took away

our beloved heros
without giving us
the chance to thank them
for their good work

oh death,
you are the most awful thing
in life,
we hate you!

we will hate you
till the day you will stop
taking our hearts away
from us

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Comments about Death Is Wicked by Esther Obeng

  • Patricia Grantham (8/19/2013 8:44:00 AM)


    Yes death is a terrible thing when we lose a loved one. Thank God
    we still have the sweet memories of them. That is one thing that it
    can't take away. Death is a part of living we may not ever get used to it
    but we can deal with it in order not to drown in its misery. thank you.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 27, 2011


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