A Revolution
He wrote everything his mind could carry
and collect, only for a sense of doubt
to crawl halfway.
He wondered whether there was enough
ink in the world,
to honor all the lives that had been lost,
in the name of change…..
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2018
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