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Tell her (The song of an Urchin) by Onyekwere Mesoma Princess

The subtle gaze of sunrise

Certain will come earlier one day

Tell her

I need to start the day early

 

The scorching throw of pained peel from the sun

Unsorrily being a company that saddens

Tell her

I work the most under its blazing nakedness

 

The people I meet in the market

That ignorantly scold my pitiable look

Tell them

I’m an urchin,  pained by life’s throw

 

The rain should come, maybe everyday

Tell her

My sorrows are massaged in it’s epic

I need to cry yet smile under the rain, it be muddled people wouldn’t tell

 

The Night

I love it most, sitting back and reading the constellations

Tell them

To come always, it reminds me the walk is better ahead

 

 

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