Hope Ajagun

You speak to yourself without words
Otherwise you are mad
You sing aloud during chores
Otherwise you are sad
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Maybe I am wrong
To believe in religion and spirituality
To live in chastity and charity
To always forgive and forget
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On some nights
I take inventory of me
Like one after some long fights
After my busy bee
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Once upon a time
I saw a spotless fair damsel
With dimples and virtuous words
Emphatically I called her "good thing "
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COULD THIS BE LIFE
(Idieli Ajagun,2014)

Could this be life
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You asked for sunshine
As you did wished for rain
Or a forward march to childhood
If no other option but pain
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Look at your life
The life bestowed on you
Amidst others squared than you
Look atthis salient life
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YOU ARE WRONG


If I smile at you
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As the fading year stares back at us
Our hearts ache from the ominous
News of an acute version of a better imagined year
A fading year that stole many grey hairs and heirs
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He came to the stage
With a frightening gait
That rooted out the Gothic gate
That sheltered the dragons of the past age
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I am not loved
At least not now
The world loves the dead
And the living cannot be loved
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