So, I won’t cryA Poem by MadalaJoseI wrote this poem when my grandfather diedA river from my eyes Won’t germinate your soul From the concreted grave. A wail from my mouth Won’t keep your from snoring Six feet down the earth. I don’t want to water a desert I don’t want to shout in a wilderness So, I won’t cry. © 2015 MadalaJoseReviews
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StatsAuthorMadalaJoseLilongwe, Central Region, MalawiAboutChristian. Poet. Writer. Educator. Social Entrepreneur. more..Writing
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