The Shape Of Fate Poem by Ekenedilichukwu Ubah
The Shape Of Fate
What a man she was
What a woman she saw
Her mother cried at his birth
Her father took a sigh in the brow
Her growth was steady as the wind
"Mother, I'll die at the age of 24"
How a seedling thoughts make in the heart of men.
He was to die at the age of 24
She died at 14
with a born to die epitaph.
Saturday, January 25, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sad love
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