07/05/2025
THOSE PEOPLE
my head turned and my eyes gushed with tears as my hands fumbled for grip, the moment had come the reckoning, I stared at the sky, birds that were lifeless, sounds of sorrow roamed around the dark clouds, the sun glittered with flmes of hot rays. I never uttered a word,
the weight of my tongue lay, like a co**se in my mouth,heavy with the taste of his name. my conscience at a stand still,I should have seen the lie in his laugh, my friend had given me in to the masqueraders, for nothing but a pocket of fame.
AM ANTHONY YOUR POET.
