The Death Of Man Poem by Tony Adah
The Death Of Man
Corpses, ghosts and ruins
Dialogue on a shroud
Guns, bombs and shrapnel
Hate sprouting
War blossoming
A sinister silence that kills
Washes the corpses hanging them
On our clothes lines
Harmattan wind blowing
Corpses drying
Ruins solidifying
Ghosts prowling
Dialogue is silence
And in silence war
In war death and in death
The end of one man and the
Beginning of others.
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