Rapport Poem by Justice Uchenna Mmahi

Rapport



Hear this voice of peace
the song of my victory
the eloquence of my silence
the game of my fame

Tis the rag of time
that i barracade in the dewy cold
hear the solace voice of all
nothing have i to say;

untutored youth, yet i be
with sagging thought like grumbling hill
my worlds are sterile
like splinters of didactism.

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