Saturday 1 July 2017

"SHUT UP AND DIE"

Stab your chest, kiss your cheek, "Shut up and die",
Die by the truth, you little prick! You lived by a lie!
My head drops from my neck, rolls down my chest,
Will not give for what you take, milk dry my breast,
To you, I am a lake, and taking is what you do best,
The green, you rake, to me, leave the dried up rest,
It was my bloody mistake, that, I gave you the best,
Now,  you're a snake, coiled up inside my only nest!

"Shut Up And Die"
Drew Poetry
A. Mwalasha



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