Euthanasia Poem by Ngwa Louis
Euthanasia
Bliss was her definition
Bleed her transformation
Suppose to be a step per time
Yet tripled she to shine
Lost in Loves' coded Lust
Lots of blood to loose
Untimely came the unexpected
Her sweet love rejected
Her perturbed mind a threat
Feasible plans she couldn't trace
The unprepared mother
A prepared murderer
Too late for the content
For first was the cover.
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