By Jeffrey Febi
Following words may not be adequate to express my sincere anger and feeling of disappointment, nevertheless, I found some sort of comfort writing this piece.
Hope readers will like it.
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Firmly tucked into mamas' arms
Childly gazing into mamas' eyes
Breathing mamas' exhaustions
In the belly of an evil Queen
Pregnant in a time of turmoil
With deceits, money, negligence and money
Listening to mamas' frantic heart beats
Hearing mamas' confused cries
Feeling mamas' grips loosen
Three idiots they came! And many separated
Parting ways in an upheaval
Each one to own an unmarked watery plot
Then still dawn undresses dark
Oh those companions of birds!
Their backs to the scorching sun
When next a sea bird, may be a seagull
Sings frantically over sea; probably she calls
Attention to them that play on the oceans floor
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