Death
Death
Soft feet
You came by
In hard blow to
Wipe so many lives
Not a second did they
Have to make but a last wish
Which for sure would be “GOD SAVE ME."
Though god would not have listened or come
To stop time or reverse your action, rash!
Resubmitted 10/10/16
Written on 23/07/16
55 syllables (HowManySyllables.com)
Copyright © Sunita U.D Palawon | Year Posted 2016
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