POEM TITLE: "INFERNO" BY CHRIS AWODI
Here is another awesome poem by me, this one was written when my eyes were filled with "salty water" because of the atrocities I saw the sons and daughters of men were perpetrating. Though I've patiently waited for the needed change to take place but I discovered true change begins with an individual, from me, from you.
Faster than expected
The land is infected
Sons of man
Easily going down
The trench
Inferno inferno!
The land is dry.
Evil spreading like
wild fire
Will there be an
end?
Will there be peace
in the land?
The deserted ways
Turn thou again
And not again
For there is no gain.
