Friday, October 18, 2019

After The Fall Comments

Rating: 5.0

Food speckled spittle flies onto zombie-eyed ears as
machina politic spews venomous dogmas from pulpit-like podiums,
Words fall to quiet now, engines rev to ice-boiling hot
while insatiable appetites of steel-tipped, brass chests
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Richard Weissman
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Kingsley Egbukole 18 October 2019

Wars and death poetically articulated. Beautiful. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole.

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