Ray Anyasi

I've been labeled, been tagged in a hurry.
Garments worn on me which were not flory.
yet none has cared to listen for my side.
Yet, have they not stripped me bare of all pride?
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Lead me there.
The still waters
where my feet
sails a stiff wave
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we stayed out late to count the stars
where maga men would park their cars
the cold outside we do care less for
where was charles then all along
i loved you but you loved him more
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Home is gone, stolen by our enemy.
Home is broken, and nothing left for me.
Now I live in the wreck of an old van,
And my pillow is a soiled baking pan.
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I will find my way.
I'd follow the cracks.
They are the
signs of life.
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We sang proud in the choir of the Most High
Till the beauty serpent told us a lie.
How could we have placed on him all our trust?
On an angel with love for things unjust.
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all I'd say in this rhyme is true
I'm a lover, I stand accuse
the sky be brown, the earth be blue
to bless you God can't refuse
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What is this thing? Are we married or not?
Only a nuptial bond will make meaning.
Yet passion binds us to uncertain lot.
Make us husband and wife or we're nothing.
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far was peace and trouble nigh
nation east of Niger sought to split
for a new nation hope was high
as one nation they chose not to use
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i'll never find words to sing this song
a song i wouldn't sing if you had stayed
i wonder how i could survive this long
to cope without you since you strayed
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Thinking of you daily makes my head thump.
If splitting's right why does it make us blue?
Why does it cause my heart to fiercely pump.
My best guess is that you have no real clue.
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I regret he looked not his left again.
That which tugs his heart puts him in hurry.
He crosses the road and siezes to gain.
Hades gifts him fatally in furry.
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It shall be whispered by the morning breeze.
I am he that is what I deem to say.
The deity on whom the pen has found ease.
Same has asked none but fate his works to pay.
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It happened that once I knew this goddess.
Her eyes the Milky Way won't stand their spark.
It is her I seek from heaven's goodness.
Her lips, they shame even the honey's smack.
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Goodbye, says the lips that said welcome.
As at dawn you danced into sunset.
Shall we now look to when next you come?
Or count we now 'tis as an asset?
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We set down 'tis love on a golden trend.
That on it no man shall come to set fire.
So much to spare we had ardour, to lend
To stars that watched us with eyes of saphire.
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A sad story was told how love went blind.
And by pearly gates Cupid went to work.
To plant white Lilies in a damsel's mind.
This task for a bloke who has so much luck.
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This story was told us by the fireside.
In a moonless night, not even a star.
They said afore I was born was a tide.
The gods in those days must have raised the bar.
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If life was a farmer's land of fortune,
Then love is the harvest with no locust,
A ceaseless downpour that thickens in June,
And sunshine baking the earth when it must.
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We stray from Eden to our fate ponder,
W'out that tree of life now to rest under.
Then came the beast as if our doom he's sworn.
Fearsome. Like from no woman he was born.
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