Blessing Anastasia Abaka
Emeka~2~come - Poem by Blessing Anastasia Abaka
He is the music lords,
And valley of rhymes.
A Bibliophile, and the dreamers of dreams
Under his care are embellish of caucus.
A quintessence boon companion ever sees.
Under the carers was a sarcasms
That made him clench his teeth.
Sitting by delorate streams,
World losers, world forsakers
On whom amour rest.
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