Oh Libya

I am poured out like water and,
All my strength has left me;
And ym heart is now like wax!
For it has melted within me.
Oh Libya! ! When will the bombs stop?
For my strength is now dried up like a pottery shard,
And my tongue clings on my jaw because of what i see on my T.V.! !
For many are brought to the dust of death so soon.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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