The Harmattan Is Here Again Poem by Kingsley Egbukole
The Harmattan Is Here Again
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Chilly is the morning
The harmattan is here
The dust is in the air
Blowing all around
Squinting eyes passing bye
And some are red with dust
As I douse my cracked lips
With saliva from my tongue.
(Thursday,14/12/2023,7.43am)
Saturday, December 16, 2023
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8/28/2026 9:58:51 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Dryness in air is something we all have to encounter with our own saliva. Full ****