Gone
I want gone the silence of injustice
The tarnation we insufferably carry along
I want gone the vile of ignorance
The dire ism we obstreperously preach
I want gone the cold night of boredom
The beauty of poetry it stole
I want gone YOU
The residuum of smile you left is hollow
Copyright © Abdul Kiawu | Year Posted 2019
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