Hell ride
That phrase defines our
travails.
Affection shed in the night
time,
Groping in darkness in broad
day.
We sure have tales to tell.
Sheets of joys and laughter,
Of downs and defeats as well.
We all ought to be mad and
bitter.
But here’s the truth we
uncovered
From beneath the piles of
rubble:
We, the people, are better
together.
Akpan
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