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Blue Moon

BLUE MOON. Lost in the wilderness of darkness, Sadness and loneliness, I see destruction approach in Quick march. See creeping shadows hunting for My bone marrow, Echo’s overpower my help. No need testing your voice, It’s now helpless and lost. The moon is my only clue, It drops a whitish wood, This makes my shadow become Two. How do I climb to its thumb, Have got no time nor hook. I wish to vanish, Where do I buy magic? My hope is things wouldn’t Turn tragic. My sight hit three black ugly Hunters as I groan in hot Tears and fear, Wind blows this message through Their door step. My imagination couldn’t grab this Unrest, I just disturbed the mighty night Congress, It indicates alert of doom served In a spoon with no chance to Choose. Rescue has lost meaning, the whole Land has diminished with no sand For man. Something’s happen but nothing Happens for you to tap from. This place has no save I will never lay even during rain, Now that its real I pray to end With easy. This is how the king is pleased. AKEWUSOLA HABIB.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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