Ode ' WE ARE ALL VICTIMS '

Dear brother,
imagine that black flower
scenting like pomade,
made with cocoa and milk
that's life in disguise.'

Dear sister,
you have life in romance,
your cheeks so gloomy but fading.
Parents no longer matter to you,
that's life in grave, -disguised.

Merriment hawks around,
jeopardy fights the mind,
pressure melting worry,
peace stunting to pieces;
Behold, death! here and there.

Dear brother, Dear sister'
Between every emotion is a hurricane,
yeah, a hurricane of action;
Rumbling in series, death and diseases,
we are all topics of victim-ology.

Author Kelly JUUZ.
(SPATHOR)
10/07/2019
 12:44PM

The poet personae addresses every human,allowing them to see the fact that everyone is a victim of life challenges with little time.