POOR POOR LAND

The land tries

But still cries

Blood of purity shouts

Anger of truth roars

Justice in pain screams

High pitched voice of abuse unbearably sounds

Feet of lies thump

As cheating massacres

Tribal unrest turn chaotic

Every face has hidden mask of a lion

Who covers the ears of the land?

Everyone for himself

The land stands for all but is neglected

Oh land who worries!

Land who cries!

Landy land!

Trust none!

Care for you!

Just once in your lifetime

Tags CHAOS, POETRY., PURITY

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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