HIS BLOOD

I give you my own flesh

They do take it quickly

But still they think need

They go for His bones

He gets so broken

And broken

Broken

Blood

flows

From

Him

Into

Their

Flaming hot cups

Tags GREED, Life, POETRY.

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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