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(iii) In this poem, lies stressed foot & suffered lines. Wrapped with confusion, that only a few could understand. They are depressed words from the traditional proverbial drum of *Agidigbo*. Very hard to grasp, not so easy to unravel; The whispers of a dying mother Foot/metres/lines/& /stanzas/ here_ stomach pain, (ii) In this poem, dwells the story of an helpless poor boy, /his lamentations/& /regrets/ "Why do I've to peep through- womb's window,why? What song suits the cries of a child abandoned amidst wolves? What beat translates the pain, pains inflicted on a child that was engraved into a vengeance sludge /of revenge/ for an offence he ne'er committed. (i) In this poem, You'd see /fallen lines/ /weed words/& /disagreement between --- grammatical structures/ Beneath these lines are /unexplainable pains/ /crucial sufferings no one-- notices/& /grievous thoughts - i couldn't say to anyone except the monsters in me. All Rights Reserved Fadairo Tesleem
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