The Tears You Caused

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    By Kingsley Godstime

    You sabotage our economy
    Even with your mulish act
    You made me doleful
    And even made poverty my food
    can one find solace in you?
    I doubt
    Your grenade is ever ready
    To drive people about
    Your act of contempt towards me
    Makes me whimper
    Makes me seek solace
    In the content of a whisky bottle
    Your level of lackadaisical is immeasurable
    Your subjects are your last priority
    You consume our consumable
    And even cart away our goodies
    There is not an atom of remorse in you
    Neither do you feel any rue
    For us whom you caused sorrow
    Watch! There is a tomorrow
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  • Oyin Young: Wednesday, 11 January 2017 at 14:12:00
  • Label(s): Kingsley Godstime , Poems
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