Broken Calabash Poem by Laju E. Oyewoli
Broken Calabash
Who has broken my calabash
Who has smashed my waterpot
Who has laid me bare and fenceless
I am already sold for doom
For my pride is stolen
Right before my eyes
I am already laid bare
Right beneath my stare
What do I tell him?
What do I tell the owner's pride?
Whose calabash has been broken
Lo! I must return bare and tare
Without my beautiful calabash
Sometimes the calabash of life is to heavy to carry beautiful poem Laju Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
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5/21/2024 8:10:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is a very thought provoking poem shared here. Regret is wonderfully reflected.10