And They Cry
She left home
Leaving calculus of tears
Encrusted under the eyes of her children
She left home in blade of sorrows
Leaving her children in suspense
But participated in a ghost congress
Our souls were left like aw in the skies
Pending cries under the eyes of I
Home was left devastated
And the sun deviated from the east
She left home like ember
And silence curls up in her lap…
Copyright © Joseph Taylor | Year Posted 2016
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