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A Little of Me
Two girls,
Blowing fire in my brain
How do you manage polygamy
Well, I leave that for the Arab
Or better still, my dad
He had four wives
My mum was first.
There was no peace in the house
No love in the heart
And so she left
That day she wept
While I slept
I did not know what breakup meant
For I was young
I felt we just had to move on
Today I feel dad was crazy
Leaving a wife with three kids
And extending no helping hand
But that was not the end
We suffered,
Mum, my sisters and me
We went to Hades and back
Well, that is just a little story of me.
poem
by
Efe Benjamin
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