This World Poem by Leonard Akwo

This World



This world
twisted cord
many pains
little gains
many tears
little cheers

Freedom song
echoes strong
from ladies
from babies
'stop murder! '
cries mother

No answer
no panacea
heads burst
hearts burst
time flies
hope dies

many wrongs
how long
oh morrow
what sorrow!
Hearts fail
sad tale

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written in calabar, Nigeria while in the University.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Son Li 06 June 2013

Life is ironic, thats my feeling and from your poem. Good work with repeititon and rhyme scheme. Like it.

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