The Way Things Are Now Poem by Tony Adah

The Way Things Are Now



Nothing is easy
Sometimes it is more difficult
To die than live
Your struggles become
Thin air in your palm hands.
Cities grow
And the easiest to get gets scarce;
That pure air that freely
Makes our nostrils a passage way
Then hunger stares at our forlorn faces
We are helpless
We bravely fight it
But without a weapon.

Friday, October 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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