Eyes at the water
Widows life matter
The only way to live
Is to die
The only way to love
Is to hate
How things are same yet,
Different
"Firewood" "Fear-mood"
Like hell it was my fault
How would I have known the plot?
"Gun men!" "Gun powder!"
All because of the vault
Many were slaughtered for the spot
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Widows life matters
PoetryA poem about hardship of widows in African. How the family of the husband treats the women after the demise of the men. Especially the sister-in-laws
