This Life Poem by Eromo Egbejule

This Life



Humans hollering hasty hellos
At all. And annulling again.

My mangy moonsongs made mincemeat
By bobbies bribed.

Various vituperative vendetta
Of ocular obstructions

Vain vessels victorious
Suffering saints

Girls going gay
Widows wondering why.

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