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Nov 2018
Ripping my heart open
in dark surgery, as earth
palpitates on eruptive scale,
gushing out blood from the heart.

See the surgeons appareled in death
aprons
See the air suffocating the earth in gory stings
See the priests offering sacrilegious
sacrifices
See unholy smoke devouring the glorious sky.

Tell truth to stay on the holy mountain, lest she stained by the hands of surgeons operating my
heart at dawn.

Tell the predators that my victory
is eternal as my life soars above
death and its shadow!
Kayode Steve Adaramoye Esq
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