The Sign Of The Blood 3 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
The Sign Of The Blood 3
It was the sign of the blood!
Selection,
Seeing it,
The muse of it,
For it was there!
Originating from the source;
Feel, fill!
To feel it,
To fulfill the act,
This act! !
War! !
To die;
Openly,
But not peacefully.
The sign of It,
Like the forces of the flood! !
With the muse of nature.
Blood, flood!
No food in the land;
To see it,
To stir it up,
The same act,
With the acts of war!
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