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Dec 2017
A walking soul
Oh walking man without a journey
Where as your legs is gone to the Sea
Because the pathway is craved in stones and ropes
As the memories on the sand as lost his origin
Oh walking Man
Your heart is full with stones and you legs is too heavy
His eye is big and could not hold a stone
The journey of your land has destroyed you and the sky could not feel is breath
And his morning is dark as the night
The crossway is like a rainbow above the skies and your experience's
of the land has faded away
Oh walking Man
The earth has become your heart
And your heart has beget his history
No , none has you
Mistress remember you
Oh walking Man
The sun and moon has change it's image
Like the skin of human race
The perfection of the sunset has forgotten his Time and the shadow of the moon has increases worries in his
walks
The beautiful tree as turn to clothes And your clothes as forget it's color
The pretty of life is gone and animals are dying again and again as
The shadow of the world is gone but the footsteps of his claims and disclaim could never WASH away.
Life experience, determination.
Timon chukwuonu
Written by
Timon chukwuonu  28/M/Lagos
(28/M/Lagos)   
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   Sajini Israel
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