The Prophet Of Doom Poem by peace uchechukwu nwakanma

The Prophet Of Doom



They call him a prophet of doom
His temple is in his room
He traveled home to his home
And came back with a bunch of broom

To sweep away anything stale
Brethren rise up and sail
Coz his compassion never fail

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The story of a boy who foresees the future but was cajoled and envied by men and the society.even friends.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 24 May 2017

An insightful piece embellished in poetic rhyme and rhythm..

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Captain Cur 23 July 2012

Great introspective write. Keep seeing, writing and believing.

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Ebi Robert 19 July 2012

peace probity i can feel your fame.

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