Nud Men Poem by Warri Stanley
Nud Men
"nude men"
This world must stop.
World of the unknown,
That is not my own.
How does it come to be?
The naked pillar look,
Why the others trembles.
We are about to lost peace.
This world must stop.
World that has not come,
Many more yet to come.
How do i come here?
Others looks like me.
Then who am i? To whom?
Where am i coming from?
-Warri Stanley
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