'Bravehearts' - Poem by ONOJA ANTHONY
She rise her egos above zuma rocks. She arose fantasy and slakes of tides. She depict love in sunrise but deciet in sunset. The crowd gather in the savannah. The gates of Africa are blown with trumpets. This were time when beauty speak our minds. This era where coins wrestle with brave hearts. They aloft from the rocks with barrel of stolen gifts.they sang the song of coins and left with beauty, miss Thatcher of woods. Allow pen to sing this song, sure the brave hearts won this time in Ameju and Idomaland.
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