My Sons Poem by baki nasrullah

My Sons



// My Sons //


There are two super stars
Living leaving a king star.
Two stars feel lonely, insecured.
Oh!
What a shame!
Corrupted, heartless, regardless dishonest
Know no shame!
King star is victimized.
And must be coming.

10 july 2012 bb

Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: july,leaving,lonely,sons,star
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