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LIZ NJERI
my love to you was long like a tract
you had my heart like a rack
i showed everything my back
now am in the pit
truly i accept the defeat
you scrabbled me with a rake
truly inside a pit in the lake
instead you to be my messiah
you tied a node on my neck with a wire
of all you smeared my eyes with a cream
so that i should not see my dream
to you i was just like the animated cartoon
now on your hand is a hook and a harpoon
you judged me long ago by opening a leaf on your death book
now i give you my heard to pull it from godforsaken hole with a hook
i have heard you with my burs-ted ears
now i can see you here
listen to a voice that is like a hiss
listen to a choice that is stronger than a kiss
now in your womb is a time bomb ready to blow the structure like osama
a word from the wise don slaughter it,it can be the obama
it is paining like a knife
to be a wife
my advise to you listen to your voice
listen to it and make your own choice
but never sieve a friend you may loose a gold thinking it is a sand
listen to the thousands of band
prince caji
written and dedicated to you
ELIZABETH NJERI
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