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I Must Have Linked These Two Worlds
Maybe I have Linked two worlds that stood apart...
I who the Spirits Honoured with that Grey Strand...
Some Wine Stands and an Excellent Memory Bank...
Rhymns sweet as those Words from This Band Stand...
Words That Move Feets Like Our Very Own Highlife Live Band...
What then brought about Those Visions of England Becoming a Communist State...
Maybe a Miraged Illusion...
In Whose school of thought or at whose induction...
Bach I have gleaned from the Black and White of your Piano...
This Orchestra is Truelly Large, But What I cherish Most are those Sonorious Sopranos...
I have Picked up Quail and Ink unto these pages that Blink...
I Believe Abeokuta Cannot Save your Conscience that Stinks...
My Subconscious is Awake its filled with Fire that Kicks...
If Da Vinchi is not My Mentor them Why do I See through His Eye Balls that Swirls...
Life is a School...It is also a WhirlPool.
poem
by
Anthony Edmond John
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