Poetry

Simile

Simile

As before the storm
As before the lion chase
As winds before a thunderstorm
In the air a rat race
As night as a nightmare embarks
As ocean and its sharks
As man’s days of yore up to nowadays
And his disgrace and wars’ blaze
In quote unquote history book-
on the shelf untold cold letters spook
As racism, as hate in democracy hide afire
Hold my fire
Deep in calm… I’m waiting.

S.C.P.B

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