Sadman Kolawole benjamin

Alack'' he whispered with fingers between teeths.
His heart in his hands, he watched it reduce in beats.
Fain to welcome death.
As no favour is ethreal in the rains.
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A bud of peace,
Under the ripening sun.
A breath of love,
A moon made fun.
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She was raped.
With impetus pierced through every hole.
She was sweetest a grape.
Plucked by goodness foe.
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Songs in praise, for my fames chase.
The heavens squirt, angel of a past.
I knw him not.
But write akin to what was about him said.
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Wherefore did i live,
Today i make my deaths eve.
Yon i close my eyes,
And in slumber die.
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Unlace the robe pain bought,
Repaste the words death brought in clover.
Release the raven life caught,
Present the gifts death brought in offer.
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