Widow's Plight Poem by Levi Nwankwo

Death knocked, so brutal
It was, so careless to perch
In the ears of the beloved,
A tool was stolen from her.

Feelings mismatched, a
Journey of thousand miles
Approached, a seed of plight digged.who will fight her foes like the mountain wolves.

No where to hide, her hairs slayed, head became bald like the demonic vultures, shame crept in, she can run but She can't hide for in the wings of time her plight shall perch.

Winters cold roared, like a famished lion, Unkind shivers ran through her spins like The dews of harmon, for the soul that promised to shelter has gone nigh to rest.for plight has come to rule the night like never.

Voices of foes thundered like the raging storm in the cities of goblins where peace and tranquility has failed to stand, wolves in sheep's clothing clustered like the web around
a forgotten city so unkept and so ancient.

Though her soul sank so deep, and her plight hug so tight, but she clinged to the old rugged cross believing that her jars can never run dry because Jah got her like the lilies in the winter valleys.

Songs of sorrow

'WIDOW'S PLIGHT'

By: Nwankwo Leviz

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