FAMILIAR STRANGERS
My heart drifts
It pounds hurriedly
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Drifts, lifts, shifts! They drank to stupor! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A beautiful poem on lost cultural identity, a common phenomenon of imperialism.
A poem of the never ending corruption that blights and breaks human hearts? .......well written Kporho
A beautiful satire nicely executed. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem in POD..
truly written - Our own now strangers Our own now prey on us Even in our Father land Another jubilation /// stranger - invader!
Kporho, such a great poem of the day. Congrats for being chosen..........10++++++++++
History now talks and power and greed still remain with cruelty and war still with us. A profound write.