Aborted Rainfall Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu
Aborted Rainfall
Dominic, a brilliant young chap
Fair, tall and handsome
Had his grades in all A
Dominic, the voice of a clan
The joy of a ragged mother
The hope of a wretched father.
Dominic, gentle and calm
Hated by none
Loved by all.
That was our Dominic
Our extraordinary neighbor
Our little prof.
Dominic, a bright future
Where is he now?
Down and Fallen!
Fallen by the claws of cultism!
A future destroyed by drugs!
Dominic went into drugs and cultism
And that was the end!
This is he who we hoped on
Our Dominic now is scorpion
Our brilliant young chap!
This is our Dominic
An aborted rainfall.
#SaY No tO DrUgs aNd CulTiSm#
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4/24/2024 1:33:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A very sad and pathetic narrative of once a shinning star now fallen and in total darkness. I like the articulation, insight and lesson to be learned by the powerful narrative piece. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.