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Jun 2018
Twisted,
That is the impression
my mind conceived of you.
The image I perceived
when I heard the words
from your mouth.
I have listened to your utterance
and I'm convinced you pitched
your tent with the devil.
You opened your mouth,
words came out but
they were of the evil one.
How did you even get there,
as a ruler of the people,
it beats my imagination.
You forced yourself in,
but you have no idea how to
handle affairs of the people.
There is no good in evil
for you are twisted in all
your dealings.
You **** the blood of your people,
as a modern vampire.
Blood is everywhere you stepped into.
You are really twisted because
you are jinxed.
Fear and blood is in the air.
The people are bleeding,
famished and sickly.
Nothing is left,
and nothing is right.
You ordered death for your people,
they drink suffering as water,
ethnic cleansing is like
sour wine offered to the people.
You are really twisted for sure.
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Emeka Mokeme
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Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
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