Poems from Samkolo

Cuffed hands Captive Souls Broken freedom Lying Low like a log of wood in a deserted island. The story of sudden pass...........  Nigeria...
Cuffed hands Captive Souls Broken freedom Lying Low like a log of wood in a deserted island. The story of sudden pass...........  Nigeria...
Dear God, We’ve been friends even as my mother conceived me. You told her that you love me. You told her that everything that concerns me...
Lightening and thundering in the heavens. Aves scatter about in the darkening skies,  in search of refuge. It will rain and the birds foot...

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