Its Inevitable!


Come whisper
Damage the heart
Infect the heart with emptiness
For your words is poison
Crawling the skin of men
Clouding their vision
Eating deep into their cells
Enslavering their minds
Likened to the wind
Sweeping the coast
A whipping tool of fate
The sound of inevitability
The footsteps of death
On the mind of its prey
Down their plaintive throats. 28/05/08

Poetry by Balogun Jubril S.
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Written on 2010-04-14 at 12:18

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