A Poem
In the summer of my joy
I lent my breeze to a whirlwind
I had not meant for a gale
Nor wished for the storm
The horror of my lament
The quiet of my voice
I had not meant
I regret
Copyright © M Braimah Saaka | Year Posted 2017
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