Spear Speaks Poem by Charles Jagongo
Spear Speaks
Cold and wet
Likely birds sang their song
Shield and I – were out
We were out fighting
Through thousands of hearts
Chests and ribs
I went through
A battle so fought
A battle so won
Shield, my Master he protected
It was cool, it was clean
Now, here, rusty we are,
The spoils for Master,
I and Shield
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4/18/2024 9:36:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It sounds like war somehow. Charles You are great with your words and your words tell a story always. I love your poetry.