Omoekun IluNla Poems

BAD LUCK

Some moons ago we danced sang and swayed
We wriggled our conscience to be played
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Playing in the Dark!

So far is home from cold harsh reality
Miles and miles have reduced our enlargement
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On the chop board of history we glory lay
Expecting to be grilled with rage once again
With the demented bouquet of our collective idiocy
A sweet meal to the hills of the gods we sober serve
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