Groping upon days

Groping upon days    by Ogbenigho A.G


When  the sun drop like a dead warrior

Groping upon his days in land

He never reach afore by mirrior

Look from heads to his hand

Disfigurement of gory battling relics


When the sun come again

As again as a genuine bride

We love her so tight to gain

Her trust over her pride


Man this sun ye see are small as eye

Hot as waters on the freezer


Am consumed a bit

Careless heart we man threat

And I tell you, you are as the sun bit

Careless heart you are and  

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