Bleeding Pen ( Poem of the day )

Bleeding pen
Poem of the day. Bleeding pen
So history tells me

They killed Martin Luther

For speaking free

Its aggregating

Sometimes I get so in tune

With my thoughts

I tend to get lost

I fear for my own

To speak them out

They might be disowned

Reinstating a war

One that was never fought

To curb this menace

I won’t relocate to another spot

Though Still,

I need to keep myself from

Getting shot

I went in search for the best form

To express my free thoughts

Then i met crazy poets

With beautiful pieces to showcase

That’s how i settled for poems

And now i get to express myself

With my own carefree flow.
By Akwana Wa Odera 

From our daily poetry factory in Nigeria

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