Woman and kids doing chores merrily,
It's now a futile dream
I wish I could wipe all the the tears .
The motherland is in turmoil .
Pain,torment and hardship.
I wonder if it shall end.
Lives being lost everyday the soil is ravenous.
Who is gonna dig the grave ,
I lost a beloved fellow.
We now mourn as we dig the rooms for the begone to sleep.
Bury our tears nigh to their cheeks.
Forlon we are.
Who is next?
Hopeless
Muwi Chantel
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Poem topics: dream, kids, pain, sleep, woman, grave, everyday, mourn, torment, lost, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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