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Sep 2016
These serene days,
Where blue is the wind's muse
And Red the sea's Fume
Where white covers the skies
And grey, separates the cloud from the sky
These days of rushing hours,
Where Men are saddened from thoughs of yore
And children starving from pains of now

In these solemn days
And harsh nights
I will take my chances
And stand
Stand for what is right
In these days of colors

*Ovi Odieteยฉ
I find it quite difficult to write more these days,
I know the muse will come again
Ovi-Odiete
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Ovi-Odiete  lagos,nigeria
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