Tossed And Afflicted Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Tossed And Afflicted



Illegal lust,
As a sheep before its shearers is silent;
Stripes!
Bruised,
Stricken,
Smitten;
With hatred and war.
Wrath! !
Grieved in spirit;
Tossed and afflicted,
Liker the muse of the blacksmith who fans the coals into flame! ! !
And, winckedness today forges on war.

Thursday, February 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: tossing
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Edward Kofi Louis

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