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Jun 2019
©PmcCoywrites 2019

I'm dancing to the beat I birth;
of my ignorance and mindfulness.
I will dance.
Let me dance.
To the beat I birth.
But, let it not be in shame.
That it be for future good.
Tomorrow is the ultimate goal.
Today is frontline.
I'll be brave to watch;
the calf of an antelope dance.
And break a foot;
to a dance just started.

The great guidance,
The comely confidence,
That now envelopes your sole.
Pray I it soothes your soul.
I knew the very day,
I met with the White Lioness,
You take covering amongst her pack.
I became a woodpecker;
gravely pecked to kiss my grave.
I need not be told why I get ill treated.
I fetched the firewood in the first place.
That’s used to fry my flesh.
I know the dance just started.

I understand the rhythm of this gong.
I’ll embrace it and call it a song.
There are some things you need not change. There are some situations you have to just stare in the face because no matter what you do, you can never save it.
Davyd Adejoh
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Davyd Adejoh  31/M/Lagos
(31/M/Lagos)   
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