Israel Dammy Ipaye Poems

Maid, for a million years do I examine thy splendour
I found no one who could vie with you love
Like an orphan under this tangerine do I breeze alone with no therapy
Baby, we thought beauty passing like our nightmares
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Peace, oh peace our bane whirling around in suspense
Peace, like the seasons it pays fleeting visits
Turpsyturvy now a bosom inevitable ally
Everyone yearning for the dreamt, cosy and rosy tenure
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Among the pleasant leas of the dreamt beauty
I found one that overwhelmed her acquaintance
Now I thought of an endless journey in this market place
A journey to cherish every parts of her
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so long I've been here on these pleasant lea
fighting so many libels and watergates as if I'm gonna flea
But I've never willingly planted a thorn in any man's bosom
striving to make my accounts plausible and forever blossom
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So long I’ve been here on theses pleasant leas

Travelling incognito as though a misogynist
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On my little cradle
sleeping as though with a fiddle
with my fingers on the kindle
until dawn with my people
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Just a new day I had thought upstairs
Sitting on my little cradle at dawn
Expecting the food vendor I had dreamt inwards
All this gummy dirts were washed down
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