Lost Child Poem by ndidzulafhi munyai patric
Lost Child
Am wanderer.
Trying to look you.
Am calling.
I think I can hear you response.
Now am at wilderness of pain.
I tried the best if I can see you tomorrow.
But you never look back.
Now am at widow.
The hatchet which bleed blood.
You burst front of me.
Your blood scatter me.
And commence.
by patric ndidzulafhi munyai
Saturday, December 16, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
pain of lost child
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