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Threats on their lips.
Bullets in their guns. Crawling on my knees. Referendum, my stake. Coal, steel, cotton, latex a history. The green land a mystery. If I retaliate, Will my unborn child see the light?
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Sanni Fatiu Oluwatimileyin
20/10/2018 11:20:13 am
Well written.
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Sokuma Theophilus Mshelia
25/10/2018 12:44:12 am
I love the fact that the poem is short and still passed the message, shows the writer's conscious use of words. I also love the theme of the Poem. The last line got me asking for more.
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Victor
30/10/2018 10:48:27 pm
Calm.well delivered
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