cockroachA Poem by setteA flying cockroach roamed at my room last night. I was looking for a swatter to kill it, but every time, I hit it, It just flew over the room. A few minutes later, with no success, I sat on my bed, thinking what if the cockroach is a reincarnated soul? What if I was able to swat it, then the soul cannot go home. How will his soul be healed? A few minutes later, I turned off the light and went to sleep, with the much alive cockroach nestled
somewhere in my room. © 2018 setteReviews
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