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Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Modern Slavery

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On this turbulent, He laid him dwelling,
To enjoy the riches of storming clamouring,
He dares not look to His face,
Or will He show him His Grace,
Since his Skin is his woe.
Adekunle Emmanuel
Topic(s) of this poem: discrimination
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COMMENTS
Chinedu Dike 13 April 2018
An insightful rendition set aside for sober reflection. Beautiful poem nicely encapsulated and elegantly embellished in beautiful in poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing Adekunle.
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Alison Mujati 11 April 2018
Good start you may also read mine bereft
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