e-Paper Poetry of Vinx

Parent’s Scholasticism

My mothers prudence
Saved me from
Repeating failures.
Her rules and justice
Gave me grace
And self-discipline.

My dads fortitude
Made me to
Conquer my demons
His great temperance
Counselled me
To abstaining excuses.

During the times of
Bruise and stitch
I recall my parents
And all they thought me
Then I feel
No pain, but healing.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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