Onyeka Nwelue


Wings Of Hunger - Poem by Onyeka Nwelue

For in the hut, hunger came
striking us like the whooping crane
It flew in with its wings
flapping forlornly
like the treasures of the world

And beside, lay Mother weeping
then on the floor, Brother lay
dead like a breathless horse
dead like a rat
and skinned like a kwashiorkor child


Comments about Wings Of Hunger by Onyeka Nwelue

  • (4/6/2006 2:49:00 AM)


    Nice poem, but I think you mean Four? not For..? ? dave (Report) Reply

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  • (4/6/2006 2:48:00 AM)


    Nice poem, but I think you mean Four? not For..? ? dave (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 6, 2006



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