By: Fathers Beress T. Chipuka
Tell me what it is
The unheard screams
And the never manifested dreams
The patience never given
Oh for our rashness , will we be forgiven?
The tears never shed
All for street cred
The chances never given
The chances never used
By our minds
We are abused
The apologies never said
Will finally flow out as last respects are paid
Truly
No one is better at killing you
Than you
YOU ARE READING
Words From The Abyss.
Poetrya collection of grim poems by fathers Beress T. Chipuka
