YOU MAY NEVER KNOW

When you see terrible things take place
Like the TV screen, they become
Mere pictures, if they matter not
Dreams and real life mixed to confuse
We wonder with apprehension
Men blow their fellows up with bomb
Not because they did any wrong
You may never know what went wrong
When a goat is chased to the wall
It turned around for a face off
Daring whoever is on its way
Pressing pains eroded patience
Mind dropped down to insanity
Unbelievable manifest

About This Poem

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: NGA

Favorite Poets: Inspired by an article in an old manuscript , It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics