Below is the poem entitled Letter to the unborn which was written by poet
Uche. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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To whom it may concern
The tick-tock never wait
The worst will come no late
Sprouting from all corners, holy end
From west to east and back, wave counter-espionage with mask of fiend
Who waters war ever growing seed, rest in his castle with Chateau D'yquem's bottles,
While underdogs of the world, crouch as their heart beat rattles,
Mayday with burning fuels like volcano, mustn't be frightful
The hand that mould nuclear so faithful.
Seekers of peace, hardworking, they add more to the over-populace figure of land of dead
Activist might know, they intervene with dying plead,
Hope, little like mustard, the rest of the world turned slaves to fear,
This I know, death is very easy, I tune my Lear,To babysit my day,
For, sorrow is the gold the earth got to pay We will die, never to die again.