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Jan 2015
You
I am,
a sword in the hands of a Spartan,
the will in the hearts of a Titan,
the rock David used to defeat Goliath the giant,
the joyful tear that drops from the Mother's eyes at the first
sight of the new born child,
then I become the sniffle that breaks the silence
My soul lives in the heat of the Earth's core so it can't be
burnt by its violence,
freedom screams thy name with no strings attached
however I like the two-faced sounds of the violins.

I am,
the Autumn leaf that didn't fall in the fall when the weather
was in the minus,
the first light of the day that graces the skins of the early
risers,
the main course, the dessert, the appetiser,
the money spent by a miser,
the Earth on which living beings live on,
the air that fills thy lungs,
the fire that keeps us warm
the energy that you give off that makes me who I have become.

I am,
the water that quenches thy thirst,
a favourite rappers best verse,
an influential scientist's most educated guess,
a Grandchild's first step,
Romeo and Juliet's last breath,
Love,
I am you
... Special
O.Q-N
Obasi Quartey-Ngwube
Written by
Obasi Quartey-Ngwube  Canada
(Canada)   
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