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29th May hurts….!!!
Of what use are boats
If they can not float
Politicians pie
Countless lies on lies.
Lying through the teeth
Out comes the sworn oath
Last lines they recite
The flags are replaced,
Signs of the new race.
Up goes the bullets,
Twenty one loud shots,
Another man to eat
Another zone defaced
To frustrate the new face.
Down the streets, I see fierce men in blacks Throwing punches and spraying bullets back On both the dead guilty and the innocent From such…
Are we now familiar strangers? Our silence seem to write love letters On empty space through the louvers; I miss you, let’s talk it over……
Thank you God, as I clock thirty three years old today… Dear readers and fellow bloggers, join me celebrate my new age, put me in…
We are celebrating sixty, Yet there are no basic amenities, Nigeria!! In her house is where I grew up, Everyday she worsens, I am fed…
This is so loud.. Good one, sir
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Lol
Ready to draw your sword when them dirty politicians come after me.
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The game still remains the same but the players keeps changing, telling us the have incredible skills whereas they are far from average or self-centered flukes
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