Roebucks

Roebucks and gazelles,
And of my friend's wife that you slept with;
But the past is still with us today.

The silent words of loce and,
Of the minds that represents them;
But you were caught sleeping with my friend's wife!
And now the roebucks and the gazelles are all over the place.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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