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Pandevil



Pandevil

It is the harbinger
The forerunner of end time
Set to down tools
Set to over take

Lonely streets
Bouts of breathlessness
Fatigued from faint attacks
Mumbled in voices of grunts

Mourns of the widowed
Cowed by malfeasance
Cascaded by doom
Falling from the sky

The anti- thesis is real
Like wild polio spree
On sabbatical with love birds
Pitching tents with bleakness

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It is a poem about life's despondency and the ravaging pains of the coronavirus pandemic across the globe

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Written on September 24, 2022

Submitted by mozimoamas on September 24, 2022

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Scheme XXAX XAXX XXXX XXXX
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 378
Words 69
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 4, 4, 4

Amatareotubo Mozimo

Amatareotubo Mozimo is a Nigerian poet and culture curator with a knack for literary appreciation. He is author of a poetry collection titled" Dirty Brooms. It contains satirical poetry that reflects the bizarre actions of nigerian, nay, African political class more…

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