Feb 2016
Tales of endless suffering
Of neighbours and strangers
The lives that dropped unripe
Do not my burden lighten
If I could lessen someone's woe
It would comfort my soul
Of neighbours and strangers
The lives that dropped unripe
Do not my burden lighten
If I could lessen someone's woe
It would comfort my soul
(Nigeria)
Please log in to view and add comments on poems
