Market Of Rapture Poem by James T. Abel Adesitimi

Market Of Rapture

Rating: 3.5


The world wears
An apron of madness
Chasing unseen winds
With those left behind
In the market of rapture
East becomes north
West runs into south
As dilemma becomes a trader
Hawking tears and agony
With the basket of shame
Under the fading clouds

Saturday, August 17, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: madness
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Rapture
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