A Wasted Smile, To Behold Poem by obinna chilekezi

A Wasted Smile, To Behold



and there, up and near, to behold
distinct on the horizon, the
cyclical smiles of the moon at dawn

many still tied to bed,
the smiles beam
and beam impressively, to behold

a more kinder face, to behold
and our village still busy
mourning youths slaughter, for
dreaming a Trumpian Biafra dream

Monday, February 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: political humor
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