The Debtor Poem by Joel Aboderin
The Debtor
My brother from another Mother
I want to lend you as you have asked
But for your other brothers
They shed more tears than you can feign
How I pitied their wretched souls
Their stories could not be farther from falsehood
But honesty did they lack
Where is my shillings I asked
They promised tomorrow they had refund
But tomorrow never came
I want to lend you as you have asked
But for your brothers.
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4/24/2024 5:58:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A deep and nicely written piece, Joel