gbenga amusan Poems

As long as I can breath
And my heart is still
Be clouded by your love
Only you will I hide inside
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Its no news our economy is in recession
men and women in depression
To get out is through good economic decision
The change we crave for yet to come
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The cherubims all appeear
With swords and spears
We were all afraid and despairs
Myriads of them all stare
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Lord I need a garl

Who I will call mine
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I know of someone

Who kept everything to herself
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That still voice in the very depth of my heart

Has been speaking every second unto me
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Tomorrow with no plan is futile
A waste of that precious gift
Given to every man equally
For the life itself is transient
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In this small world of mine
The loneliness I felt in the inside of me has grown
To that thick wild fire
That burn with cruelty
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I know the sky is blue
There always dark patches somewhere
I know after the rain
Comes the sun
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How sweet hath thou
Oh tree in the middle of Eden
How hath thy scent?
And hath fruits pleasing to the eyes
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