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Her million strides

Many mistakes may be made
But none permanently fades
If we eternally fail to recall
Sources of our umbilical cord…

Our ecclesiastic and our only bank
Our mother whose drain we drank
Along the aisle of these tall trees
No piece of cake blew like a breeze.

We never begged stew for jellof
Though thoroughfare was tough
And rough, all she gave was enough
For us to never forget the buffs …

While our mates were after the saps
She showed us how to climb and tap
From both boughs and boughless trees
That was how, she geed us to hills.

Pictures may not show the lagoon
She jumped to bring home the bacon
All these years of million strides
She gave us an impeccable ride

Not fast wagons, nor the jumbo jets
But all her sweats, bloods and strengths
If we eternally fail to recall all she did
Then we must be impractical indeed.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu



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