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Blood Morning

BLOOD MORNING. Writing from the vicinity of Aluu, My beautiful taboo. Here is the hometown of Kalu, My good friend who resides in Kano. Aluu, the popular city wearing Jungle tattoos, In this city, atrocity happens every Afternoon Innocent blood could be mistaken For cashews, Vampires breathing within manhood. Now I can't eat my Apu Human beings could be roasted Like cattle, Yoruba calls it maluu. If GOD should ask for one Word, I will say HE must banish You, Seize all your shoes And the pregnant shouldn't Deliver fruits. Habib Akewusola

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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