Ilori Tomiwa

I fought many wars.
I bled blue blood.
I had rubies to show,
On it the sun shone.
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Light sounds of crack,
The egg drew uneven lines.
Holes were evident in successive minutes.
After much unpracticed effort,
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Its me and God in the same socks.
Why lord over me when he cannot provide,
Then an object of ridicule amidst folks
I am tired of promises, wants has refused to subside.
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He threatened her with guns and the cross,
Then shredded her beautiful dark rags.
He pinned her to the wall,
And sated his Adamic desire.
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If i keep you afar,
It is because i want you close.
You know the heart grow fonder,
When you are yonder.
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