Forlorn

Cover under the tree of white blood
Matching in pain and fear's
Sounds of Tear's on the black face of young and old, sold to sorrowful days
Who will go next? the question, but answer not given

The land deep in blood, bodies cover under the white Sand's
Children cast away from their ways.
Hunger clothing men
Women cover under lack
Oh! What a bond to sorrow.

Afe Tosin Shola
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/05/2019

Poet's note: This poem is about the historical past of Black's
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