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

Because Angels Are In White…

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How we observe and how we reflect.

The Dreary Faceless

The observations and reflections of a traveller in a foreign land.

The Model House

The facades of a perfect home.

The Woman Who

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