Faint Echoes
Two centuries fared fairly well
Not fairly, rung a natal bell
Bosom folks on the streets
Spark the trees, a kiss
Without scary screams
Welcome to a cold world
With bold sluts, out-laws
Plying its blocks all along
Mama scared its liquor could damn my lots
That this wind could push me to the wall
It’s hard to escape fate
Especially when fate’s got some hates
Prayed God to release me
Halt my flow with the tide of misery
And the ropes leave me!
So I don’t nurse many whys
poem by Gilbert Alasa
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