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Jul 2016
I'm the cradle of
mankind,
yet I Prey on
myself.
Atrocities befalling me
are Unimaginable,
Warriors & Intellects
have met their fate
at my feet.
Millions have Yielded to
Despair at my Guard,
in Desolate am left
to Fend for myself,
Feigned smiles, Gorged
out Eyes,
bony Figures,
Ghost shadows ramble
my landscape.
Pain and suffering is
so Certain & Dogmatic
in my Vicinity.
Sons & daughters seek
Greener Pastures
in far away lands,
Yet those left Behind
are Caged in today's
living HELL!
All we Yearn for
is Tranquility,
Valour and
Redemption.....

@miamizoliver
Oliver Miamiz
Written by
Oliver Miamiz  Eldoret, Kenya
(Eldoret, Kenya)   
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