Uforo Umoh Poems

We are ill!
Our bodies are rotting away
From myriad years of neglect;
Our vim is gone.
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Rummaging through
Subconscious archive
I stumble on distant
Memories of foretime,
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Like fallen flowers
On trodden villainous path
Unwholesomely mercied at
Whims of cruel fate's feet,
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As darkness embraces
What light left behind,
And pall settles over
Our optical pieces,
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