Michael Eziudo Poems

On my usual strolls
Down the street poles
Counting them one, two
Caressed now by dawning air
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Costly virtue from down the heart
Expensive yet possessed by the poor in spirit
I am one
A gift I gifted myself a true son of man
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If I had loved with my heart along
I would have long been a victim of never mending heart
If I had followed the trails you left too
The sockets of my eyes would have lost its oceans of
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See you I saw whom I now no more know
I am made confused or had my mind been raped?
Last night I took home a damsel now what do I see?
A lanky ghost from a hunted graveyard from the
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While they played she like a nun in her mother's den learned with difficulty
To make a home and to keep it learned under crude tutoring
From the cradle to the ladle she's known to bear
The pains that befriend her, a world abhorred but believed her destiny
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let's do the laughter together
Holding hands and binding strong our unity
When the heavens break loose and all eyes watch to see us shatter
And the remains of our once upon a time hope
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It was dark and gloomy and hopeless
The nights came with scardyness
Ah! Ooh! Where do we go from here?
I look to see me in the middle of nowhere
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A well dug for many years from a day somewhat like this years ago
An inspring from a deep source
And the glittering of the stars lights never fade
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If the word of God could put to play
What was dead and down in clay
If the word is here to stay
To make aright a crooky day
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Things that pass through the heart
Are cheetah that runs immeasurable speed
Fast past the lanes of lonesome walls
The blood painted streets
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