Has a thorn
A hard stubborn thorn ever torn
Torn through your flesh to the bone
And after causing your death
After leaving you with no breath
Refuse to come out, even after your death!
Surprised?
Or you don’t know you are dead
Don’t worry,
Locate your thorn instead.
For I was sick in bed
But I didn’t know I was dead
Until they buried me -
With a thorn through my heart!
©2012 Otiato Opali
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About Me
- Poetikally Korrect!
- Though I might look like your common guy next door, there's more to me than meets the I. If you get the chance to meet the I, you will find out more about me.
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