Monday, 13 May 2013

EDEGBO AGAIN



I have not seen your voice 
The canary of dawn's worship 
Crackling chuckles for the anger-lion's cow 
The slithering hiss from a stung heart 
My axe is raised, the heaven-lies stirred 
You will ride echo's cart 
The lull of my plea to bring you home 
My yearn, waiting to be doused

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