The glory of ashes
Is substantiated in ethnic
clashes.
Quicker than a rose,
Poisoned minds perish from
deceit overdose.
Ambiguity is relished
Certified ignorance shadily brandished.
The fickle pensioners of
Morpheus train
Construct railway tracks in
my heart.
The worst anarchy is loosed
upon my brain
Like a simulation of the
pains of childbirth.
But my recitals are for
poignancy;
The trumpet of prophecy.
Akpan
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