Pimple
On her unfortunate face,
Expanding with grace;
A tyrant of a pimple,
Looking to be simple…
But with cohorts, an ample,
Intending her young skin to rumple
And her peace crumple:
All- too- overshadowed her dimple.
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2021
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