The Congress Poem by Tosin Adesokan
The Congress
At Aburi
Many meets one
With presents and delicacies
To impress one who never won
One was not impressed but signed piece
of peace not on his mind but in a dirty diary
At Aburi
Eye was forced to see
What the body will turn into
Even after he's dying and dine with them
One tried to be a revolutionary but the body couldn't endure what they are enduringly enduring during
the time of
snakes
That
Bite
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