To A Little Girl Murdered By Her Father Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

To A Little Girl Murdered By Her Father



Have you tasted a sack of bee?
if she sings, sweet was her voice
Little girl, you were tender jelly rose
Before the rude hands squeezed you
You were but a soft fall of snow
Before the earth smutched you,
He knocked you kicks and blows
Before you fell and died that night.

Sunday, May 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: dirge
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