Call me assassin of verse
Declaim me the sin of rhyme
Inspect my raison detre
I sin if rhyme is my crime
Summon my words to testify
Witness verbs that edify
I was steeped in verse at birth
My organic structure death
Ressurected on the morn
The tomb spat out the Savior
Call forth the Code Omega
My words will burn like ether
Nations will strike their heads off
Thrones fall down till kingdom come
Death will heed the voice of my words
Akpan
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