The Wicked 2 Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

The Wicked 2



The wicked cannot rest! !

He or she is like the troubled sea;

Whose water wash up mire and dirt.

They are always ready to kill and destroy!

Bringing disorder to the world;

With the acts of terrorism.

Monday, October 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,terrorism,violence
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Edward Kofi Louis

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