Folayemi Akande

Freshman - 729 Points (02-12)

The Talking Gun

We shall not drop our guards to petty threats, Not under this moon sundial that slumbers our fate. When the moonlight ripples settles at our embankments. Our thirst for liberty is at war, Lingering on the cry for freedom, Together shall we break From these furnace of tyranny. Behold, the indignant fragment Of our broken tears, Would amou

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