Sunday, September 22, 2019

The Tables Spill Comments

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When the field's harvests abound,
Our gates, a sea of faces throng.
And when the tables spill,
Deserted our gates become.
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Eferebo Chibuzor
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Eferebo Chibuzor 22 September 2019

The poem x-rays the vanity of life and the uncertainties thereof. The ups and downs that confront man. Life changes and these changes tell how the world responds to man. And finally, man is confronted with either nature or what his sweat and toil may make of him

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