A Knife In The Coward's Hand Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

A Knife In The Coward's Hand



Only a cowad or a coward mind Can use an ungly knife to cut poeple's Bodies or to scare them anytime and anywhere, Only a knife in a coward's hand Can cut because only cowards use knives, A knife is supposed to be in a kitchen To cut letteus, tomatoes, apples, but Not pretty people anywhere, A coward never courage to be, but His cowardice pushes him not to be, so In the cowrd's mind, To be means to be coward and not to be a pretty Man anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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Chris G. Vaillancourt 06 May 2014

I love this poem. Brilliant!

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