David Fanougbo Poems

I wasn't born with
A silver pen,
Neither a golden lip.
I wasn't served
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Perchance I will see the light with
A bip of hope, not with a moral semen to drown me in guilt and Unpuzzle My hidden skeletons.
Yes you did seal my heart with stones
And pain laid it's traps within
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In the streets of Cotonou, dreams Were built beyond the raiding Dormant lights, by the shoulders
Of each beauty, in the eyes of dashing colours.
It goes beyond the flashy cars and Bikes roaming the streets as mortals Of hope and life.
She breeds a train of alluring angels,
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We wrapped a Piece
Of each Lessons, at least Of those we Were Told, remember the tales of our Ancestries differs even though History tugs hatred and love, Swinging each and everyone Barefacedly.
Calm your nerves, let us moot.
What's hidden behind the shades?
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