Strange Birds
As he sits on the bench thinking of the departed soul,
The dark night rumbles,making the owls silent,
then comes strange birds with fierce looks,
ready to devour,suck and cause panic in the city.
Olusegun Arowolo
Date:9-20-2015
Contest:Four lines contest sponsored by broken wings
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