I Wish
I wish you were my brother,
the son of my mother,
This was the true dialogue with my soul,
in many many days in a row.
Until the cankerworm came,
and my straying passion I could not tame
this left me totally in shame.
Now, I need a cure,
so I can be pure.
Copyright © Modupe Sefunmi | Year Posted 2016
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