Adeola Babalola

Fire is good,
i tend to put my hands
and it burns.
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In this world,
the dream of the past
hunting the present
trying to drawn the feotus
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If I try to,
I can't be the fire.
Very good and destructive in anger
but can be tamed
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It is you,
no you caused it.
They did it
we should do this.
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looking at them,
we are all staring
doing nothing
not because we don't know what to do,
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It was the day
i lie idle
that my eye caught you.
And causing uneasiness
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Loneliness decends my soul
and fist joy i felt.
Not until i got to know,
that am already breeding maggots.
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Come!
Come listen to me.
I am the preacher boy.
Let me tell you your doom...
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That the world,
like the sky and moon wil dwell
and less tears,
waters the seeds of pain.
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Tell me?
Cos my grave it is bring closer to my house.
The very reason, idea, the meaning
and may be the who too
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Why call on God?
When we failed to help him
praying with tears and ulcer stomach.
Running from mountain to hill.
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Any time i opened the window of the past,
though warned not to again
for my health.
My mind flashes like the rays of light
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I beg you,
don't get her cheap.
If you do,
she will make you cry.
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Unclip my wings
i want to fly again.
The greatest,
known for strenght, speed and accuracy.
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At the river side,
the thought came.
Alas! It was of you.
Thinking of how well we fought together
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Let me take it from here my lady.
Like Peter and Paul
at the beautiful gate
i might not be able to offer.
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You speak words,
yet you have no mouth.
You think fast,
but you have no minds.
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I am a night walker,
yet, i am not a bat
neither am i a vampire.
It is the survival
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