Agnes Poem by Nichola Okoro

Agnes



I told you I shall scour the coal
They set fire …I scoured it
Agnes, you think I shall see those tears in yours eyes?

I told you my name is Nichola
This is the hot coal on my palm
Crying for relief.I is the wind that turns it to ashes.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sathyanarayana M V S 17 January 2009

Very powerful & assertive & authoritative.

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