The Bad Guy Poem by Mfonobong Ituen
The Bad Guy
Not where we used to be
Things ain't the same again
This we never bargain
Just yesterday I moved freely
Hug so tightly in the company of folks
Out on Sunday attires with the hallelujah shout
Today, a new story so different
Story so unfriendly, says the bad guy
And then, none wants to buy
No more shouts on street
Street paths so empty
Fear's killing and griping
Masses panicking for the bad guy so called"Pandemic" is here
Sucking lives with no consolation
Here's time to go down, heads up
Gloves hands together in supplication
For then, we shall obtain mercy in plenty
Least what happened in 1963
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Here's time to go down, heads up Gloves hands together in supplication For then, we shall obtain mercy in plenty.. Very fine poem and a prayer. tony
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10/22/2024 3:47:51 PM # 1.0.0
Very good, poet. Covid 19 have really affected our communion lifestyle