BlessedMudiaga Adjekpagbon Poems

Life is just a fleeting trance
Like scatter-graph of a trance
When I raise dust about dubious tackles
Some say I like exploding too much sparkles
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(Dedicated to all the kidnapped Chibok girls)
Life’s voyage could be fortunate or ill-fated
As many unexpected records are created
From good to bad or bad to good
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He loved and loves
Us like lovely little children
He told us to live and love
Like little children
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