First Bath Poem by Haruna Garba

First Bath

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Born of the type
Born of this town
Bathed first of its water
You're framed in its foul fluid

Born here
First cleansed with this mystic aqua
That penetrates as it rolls down
You can't be all that clean

Fire as you breathe
Smooth as you speak
The con can't be missed on us
This great world is full of game

Sunday, November 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cheryl Tutaan 19 November 2017

This great world is full of game You were born to face all the games of life. Thanks, A big 10! Cheryl

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Haruna Garba

Haruna Garba

Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria
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