Death

What trigger people to kill?
why do people hate?
why is the world full of wickedness?
question 
Rhetorical questions
No more love
No more brothers keeper but brother killer

Fight everywhere 
bombing and death 
blood everywhere 
homeless ,helpless 
yet full of expectations 
heavy drop of tears
flowing heavily

The wounded cry in agony 
waiting to be heard 
top make promises
fake not real
when will it be real?
fear of death grip thy heart

destruction,disaster 
is what we get
No day that passes without fear
why do fulani herdsmen kill?
why the bombing? 
safe thy self
how?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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