With Your Idle Chatter
With your idle chatter
You’ve awoken a matter
That could a family scatter…
With your idle chatter,
A warring metal’s clatter
Dared to a unity batter…
Satan pays pro rata
For wrought mischief and idle chatter,
At times tipping the latter:
Let me see you become fatter
With your satanic idle chatter!
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment