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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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