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In memory of those gone in the xenophobic attacks O brother, soweto Mandela his blessed and bold belly Why do you stab me your own? So deep in the chest to hear me moan That to your ears O air of...
Voice of *Olumo has long been heard *Lisabi is a lonesome pathway dried Saliva tires to return to the called I know this for the yearns of the spirit aged *Egba calls her child Those both near and far...
My profession Love condescending who cares! This abstract, my gospel An enjoyable epithet My possession Quite episodic Without grip of freezing fear Jealousy seems an option One back facing the other An...
Until Caesar re-awakens I will to Brutus speak venom aching Until hope no longer beckons Until the sun quakes apart from reckons Will my tongue from its roof spit That is, profess truth from its enclave...
Out of your belly sorrow doth erupts Lo! you groomed within your once sweet belly The deep tempest Habitude where peace lived early And all you are now, a war deepest Pandemonium you created Strikes you...
Words real fast flying Off the tree shed en-masse Oro agba ti o se lowuro, await the nightfall It’s nightfall for all these appalls Lost in the wilderness of knowledge True words now dying Gibberish...
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