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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=383169" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fantasy Of My Dreams</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=383169" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am drousing<br>in my dream<br>the muses<br>are singing.<br>Uncle J.P; <br>in my sleep<br>that Agbor girl<br>still dances.<br>Over there, <br>the Sirens; <br>they are<br>humming, <br>and my ship, <br>I think<br>it is sinking.<br>.<br>Oh, Orpheus<br>where art<br>thy music? <br>Who else could<br>lure me from<br>the charm of<br>the Sirens<br>if not my<br>sweet Jami? <br>The girl that I see; <br>the fantasy<br>of my dreams.<br>.<br>Oh Tutuola<br>art thou sober? <br>together let us<br>visit the land<br>of the dead, <br>and capture death, <br>and put him<br>in his Hell, <br>I promise to be<br>your new tapstar, <br>I was also born<br>in a bush of ghosts.<br>May we reap from<br>what we had sown.<br>People really<br>don't kno life, <br>till they stare death<br>right in the eyes.<br>I want to live<br>the right life<br>so I can have my<br>place with Christ.<br>.<br>Biafra<br>thou art so starved, <br>who said battles<br>should be won<br>at the espense<br>of others sorrows, <br>but brothers; <br>we hope for a better<br>tomorrow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=383169" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My poems of love; <br>I dedicate to Africa; <br>And my love, <br>she's in America<br>.<br>I love you Jami, <br>when are you comming? <br>please bring my<br>heart for me.<br>The kisses<br>you gave me, <br>it's not to be<br>forgotten, <br>though it was<br>only a dream, <br>but to me it<br>felt to real.<br>Your sweet kids, <br>I think they love me<br>I wish I could be<br>their new daddy.<br>.<br>Dear Uncle Taban<br>you are also a Caliban<br>I wished you<br>where my father.<br>My father did it, <br>and yes, he<br>went to sleep.<br>My mother had<br>been a father, <br>a mother, all<br>put togerher.<br>.<br>Dante Alighieri<br>where art thy Beatrice? <br>Together lets find<br>another Jami<br>for Benjamin.<br>.<br>America<br>Thou art lucky<br>to have Obama.<br>Who said leaders<br>are always bad.<br>I wish he could<br>Come to Nigeria.<br>There are good people<br>in this land.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Efe+Benjamin">Efe Benjamin</a></strong></div>