The Stillborn Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Targatus had come and gone.
Heimann had had his fun.
Enchaptus wouldn't have gone so soon.

Still born are the reason of the emerging moon.
The still borns,
Inverses sorrowful dirge to fun.
Learning had had it that still borns are the born deads.
Learning had made her mistakes, for most alives are deads.

Born with silver spoon connotes nothing.
Ointment of blessing oozing from you makes you wanting.
Recycling in birth and death;
Nigeria is endowedly choked in still births.
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