Destruction Poem by Katusiime Jeresi

Destruction



Myths were spurn
In the yellow light of the sun
And the coal black of the menacing night
Of how love grew or sprung
Or sat steadily in your heart
I seen that
Love springs not
Or grows
Or sits
Its destructive like a midnight gale

Friday, March 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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