Ghosts Of A Troubled World (1) Poem by chize ryan ogunkah
Ghosts Of A Troubled World (1)
THE GHOST OF HATE (existence)
On ‘you’- on the other side of the speculum
It’s me, its you, it’s being
He looks and loathes, then lips then lies
On the corner of his face
He makes a wry smile
Churning truth and trick
Clinging onto the clear with an opaque bloodiness
Drifting to and from both ends of his wits
To capture in a foil
Pure plight and pursuit
Thursday, August 25, 2011
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5/8/2024 9:31:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Truly said on the hood winked people in UK and their acts.Well done..