The Way Of Man Poem by Tony Adah

The Way Of Man



The sun came and burned the soles
Of our feet
We cried
The rain came down and soaked our garment
Not sparing the flesh of our bodies
We cried
We slasher the vegetation of our land
And planted crops and great mansions
We are happy.

Saturday, December 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: climate
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