Sandy,
Oh stormy Sandy
Why
are you so angry?
Scorching
guts like brandy
Striking
with a fiery fury
Leaving
paths blurry
Living
ones teary
Sandy,
gusty sandy
A
vixen so broody
Homies
gave you room
But
you brought doom
As
you stake your claim
With
such vicious pain
Oh
Sandy, why so gory
In
your thirst for glory
You
were an expected guest
Who
couldn’t be at her best
Raining
on friendship stars
With
buckets of sandy tears
Tempestuous
sandy
You’ve
earned a candy
Hold
your breath
For
a trick or treat
A
rite of passage to groom
In
anger management dome.
BY © YEMISI
ILESANMI, 1 November 2012
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