Ray Anyasi Poems
|41.||You Loved Him More||12/19/2011|
|42.||Laments Of Fallen Angels||11/18/2015|
|43.||You Don't Know My Story||11/18/2015|
|44.||To My Muse||11/18/2015|
|45.||Far Was Peace And Trouble Nigh||3/26/2012|
|46.||What Is This Thing||11/12/2015|
Home is gone, stolen by our enemy.
Home is broken, and nothing left for me.
Now I live in the wreck of an old van,
And my pillow is a soiled baking pan.
Sweet home, can I find another one new?
Home is not a place there is an army.
Home is where there is daddy and mommy.
Daddy is not here because of a gunman.
Mommy is not here because of a masked man.
The gunman and the masked man, shame on you.
Home is where all my friends are around me.
Home is where I can play with Salami.
I saw a pretty boy in a turban,
I tried to play with him here but he ...
I Knew This Man
i knew this man some years ago
dearly beloved by four and two
back to fro his love went too
five of five he was and served
so to him a reward well deserved