pedro moshood Poems

Oh lord, I shall wait upon you my God;
In life and death my voice shall praise your name.
I can feel it though I can see you not
In the flowing stream, stormy sea and still mountains.
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Their eyes are blinded against the print
On Babylon wall until Hitler's rebirth
To bring back the Nazis' law against the Jews,
But only the Maggie will see the stars ahead.
There I am without my path or theirs to take.
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I never knew you thought of love the same way.
The plume apple juice is sour to the tongue,
So I have no feeling to share with you in the grave.
The early May roses shield off their leaves for us.
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My mama, sweet mother.
Your womb is like Roman fortress
For the African future stars.
My mama, sweet mother,
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I have heard the whisper of warfare
And imagine teenage hands on the barrel,
Though I have not step a foot on the dying field.
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I'm eating a palm-nut
Like the head of your past love.
Soul mate, don't call me a cannibal,
I'm like my creator without a rival,
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(Masculine mouth must drip like honeycomb
In the empty hollow of women's heart)
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O sun, hide me from her seductive brow,
I am an angel from altItude watching insidious clay
Moulded in Eve shape, polish with feminine nouns.
I wish I could keep the feelings before it was late.
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I have been acquainted with death,
Accompanying my uncle to his funeral parlor
Where i had seen bodies like still life artwork.

I've seen the funeral of many littered flock
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The hamlet is peopled with many-headed elements-
Various tribes and dialect:
Take a caution and mind your business
Without regards to the passing neighbors.
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