The Tale - Poem by Melanie Emikohe
The tale is heard by deaf ears,
or taken by them who died,
and for those who just arrived,
been taught of what is not!
As of him who claims he hears,
whose heart is that of steel,
is locked up there to waste;
nobody heeds the fallen nuts.
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