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May 2012
****** sharp nay! blunt
A sword tamed with cruelty
****** wounding my hand
For five years! I can now let go

Adage!
Blunt the sharp edge
No fear! enough warmth
****** first pretty flowers
****** then adders!

Mine plea
****** out! appease my voice
Adage!
With a trumpet Singing the truth!

****** performed magic
"Paved" the maddened path!, "sobs"
"Lowered" the hidden cut!, "sobs"
"Admonished" false approval practitioners!, "sobs"
"Amused" my growing siblings!, "sobs"

A blossoming flower apprises
Colored with lines of liberty
Preaching smiles! adage!
Breaking the spell of thorny roots

****** gone future
Roots come future
Blood soiled hands gone future
Smiling painted flag come future
Written by
Maria Wanjiru
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