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Another day, another life indeed!
Joy and happiness unfold in me
When seeing them cheers me up.
In my bosom...
Children calling for arms.
Even the birds of the air-
Finch and lure-lark-
Sing around and along,
“How dearing?
Great soldiers,
Happy sunshine,
Touch me and touch my fellows,
Awake us to the blissful day ahead,
As we call today.”
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Adelusi Oluwafemi Temidayo-Don
I am not a poet
I only seem like a pen
I am not a crafty writer
I only write my whrits
Script my gifted mouth;
Book my heart in my hands
I just want to spit it out once and for all
You call it an expression or anger
All I just want is to define the norms
To exploit means to do the extra ordinary things
Exceeding normal exist
Setting new standards on a consistency and continuous basis;
And be free at last from oppression, suppression, poverty, war, inferiority complex and other things you know
As for me
All l want to see is CHANGE and FREEDOM everywhere.
May God help me
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