Maurya Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Maurya



Maurya, Mary, ram, rum, arm, ray!
But the Bombs are falling here and there,
With the acts of terrorism;
Fear! !
With tears;
Going out,
But, nowhere is now safe.

Monday, July 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,tears,terrorism
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Edward Kofi Louis

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