Backdoor Guest
It entered by the backdoor
it entered by the front door
it entered by the window
it has come to stay
the backdoor guest is here
it’s eyes are blue
its fingers full of thorns
its head is metallic
its belly is elastic
its skin is scaly
but carries bags of death
on its back
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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