As the Country Cries
AS THE COUNTRY CRIES
They calmly catches the cold from county,
Her calamitous cries crept to champion the country,
Her progenies cheers to cause pain for the plain,
And the the peaceful people lead to spray the peace like plane,
Her veins of county has no peace's,
As the terror, mounts petrifies nation to pieces,
Hear tears strolls and leave the mark of disgust,
As the bitter month of the satanic august,
The table of peace turn to toil on troubles,
And serve the people with plates of horribles,
As the nation breaks into tears of discomfort,
While the venom spread at it waist as the great serpent of comfort,
The cry of the virgin nation.
Copyright © Sabion Osore | Year Posted 2015
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