As light gives
away the gloom
So your words
ease away my blues.
You know the
right moment to whisper
You’re like a
nun playing sister
You strum a
handful of notes
As your words
massage my bones
To nestle in the
marrows
Tending suture
to tattered hope
Your word is a
strong tower
Filling the
volume of every hour
When I’m scared
When I drown in
my tears
Your words will
be there.
Akpan
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