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Dreadful thoughts plagued my mind
With every breath it winds up
I’m accompanied by pain
On this path of loneliness
With regrets as my walking stick
I walked with the fool’s pride
And greeted with the salutes of disgrace.

Soaked with croaked melodies
For that is all my sorry self can afford
My tomorrow I fear
Another verse I wish not hear
Oh why do I recount?
Maybe to grant me redemption…
Am i even worth it?

I’ve searched for it
I’ve thirsted for it
I yearned to taste it
Do you realise it too?
Sorry I dragged you into this
I bet I’m just not cut out for it
Not meant for one sweet dream

She thought otherwise
Felt my gibberish speech meant wise
I feel like in the middle of a heist
Looting my bank of disgrace
To fill with lover’s embrace
So genuine like from a new race
Looks like I will have a sweet dream after all.

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Glory be to GOD for having 3 nominations.
Hoping to win them all.
Step by step we going higher
All support is required
Step by step we shall make it.

#THMpoetry © 2017

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Glory be to GOD for having 3 nominations.
Hoping hope to win them all.
Step by step we going higher

#THMpoetry © 2017

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At the dawn creation
Odomankomah’s consecration
The birds chirped and sang
The waters slept still 
As the moon failed to blink its eye.
The wind moved  soothingly
Whistling to ease the tension
For a great gift to humanity
Was in the protruded belly .

At the break of the sky
By the  rays of the rising sun
As it marches to its station
The gift of leadership was born
A true beauty of selflessness
It leaked of dedication
As it carried the smile of transparency.
Then it cried!
The cry of unity

A genuine gift from Almighty
He ushers unto us gently
A gift of strength
Home of authority
Not to oppress but to care
A means to build not demolish
Leadership is of humbleness
A gift worth grabbing
A gift worth ages and centuries.

The Haymaker © 2015

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