whispering

People around me
Flock like locusts
They whispering
As if were rats on a putrid lake
They say about me
Things I had not done
For I corpse at front of them

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem: 
5 Poems About Loss
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 
Imagery

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