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May 2019
In this
strange city
where everyone
is corrupt and
must survive
by crooked way.
People around
are suspicious
of themselves.
You also
often think
of the trouble
and tricks of
the cunning
craftiness ones.
To avoid them
is difficult.
Once you give
warmth to the
wrong person,
you lose all.
You will never
know the sound
of the song
of your own
heart and voice.
The infinite beauty
of your essence
will melt away.
But beware of
the quiet man
who always keeps
quiet in the
midst of others.
For while others
speak and blab,
he watches.
And while others
act out their follies,
he plans.
And when they
finally rest,
he strikes.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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