Between Dawn And Mid-Day Poem by Martins Akhoeneto
Between Dawn And Mid-Day
O' man of guts
So priced your worth's
He was a rare savant
He was no servant
Brave to the core, zealous
In days of yore; O' Julius
Strong to the bone
Bagged a real heart of stone
No matter how tension piles
Even under the crying skies
When a million hearts melts
Under the rain, you sweat
With rancour of heavy smiles
Crowning your face in grand style
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
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