Peter Lungile Chidothe

Whirlwind - Poem by Peter Lungile Chidothe

The moving storm has blinded us all
Without realizing our clothes are up in the air
Walking naked

The airstream has left us sightless
When we open them
We are finding a man, holding another man

The tornado has blocked our vision
When we fall down
Our faces are always stuck in the mud

The whirlwind has stolen us all
We can't hear a child crying
We can‘t see where we are going
We can't hear what everybody is saying

We are just in the air flying
Following the wind

Topic(s) of this poem: sad

Form: Ballad

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 5, 2015

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