Gabriel Ifeanyi Onyewu Poems

Break, break, breaking 'ews
So wide, winging on soaring heights
The cold fragments it blew
Away of shattered winds across the sky
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Thankful for each breathing dawn,
whilst not all slumber would resurrect
yet ano' bereaved morn.
Would that it be said same wall clock?
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Life the pregnant womb of death; it's mournful water breaks, then gives birth to one's lonesome demise.
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