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Oct 2016
The flaws my father's deed
shall mean no equal for me
there's always a change -- in a family history
one adored with beauty
amidst the greatness of fantasies
there's a hero in our midst
should it seem funny it is me?

The flaws of my father's deed
that caused fountains of grief
it melted us kids
within gullible prejudice
it denied us prince
the lives of worthy kings
and rendered us weary
the honor of our genes
there's a hero in our midst
should it seem funny it is me.

The flaws of my father's deed
rendering us painful surreals
Behind us was a tragic piece
thousands of stories -- to tell and keep
we sailed through valleys
of thorns, thistles and thieves
and here we come -- saying all hail we
the flaws of my father's deed
shall mean no equal for me
there's a hero in the family
obviously, he is me
George Nsikak
Written by
George Nsikak  Kaduna, Nigeria
(Kaduna, Nigeria)   
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