Kumolu Damilola Poems

I hear the rumble of sounds
I hear the splashing of waters
I hear the striking of thunders
Sounds from animals not readily discerned
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COME WITH ME I PLEAD
THIS PARADE IS SWEAT, A PLEA
MAKE WE SHOP THIS NOTORIOUS LIFE
TOGETHER, A CHEER LIFE YOU`LL LOVE TO LEAVE
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The journey of vanity starts well
moves faster
with lots of pleasure
never ending with treasure
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i long to be loved
yet no one to be loved
i promise to love
hoping to have a return love
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The room inside an ant
populated by the root of Jesse
how do we survive in this?
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The room inside an ant
populated by the root of Jesse
how do we survive in this?
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