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So Many Tears
SO MANY TEARS Whose throat is honey to the ear if not you? Who savour the flavour and aroma of words If not a beautiful and special young lady Like the roses of the forest of Nkporo? Your hands disseminate delight from the Noisy face of the drums of Nkporo land But, So many tears came to my eyes when You betrayed my love for you in the eve of the day We strive for the whole truth but mountain Melted away for the jilted feelings in one My love wept, my man man the man of my life I could see the ball rolling and the air duck Its noise that calamity has befallen me So many songs were let go on that day When pains of your departure was inevitable The shadow of my sorrow beams with smile That smile invisible to the on lookers So many tears through the renowned hope but My unsung reputation in your life was the Abomination of the day The earth could have see the craving pity That my heart encountered that its spinned for help My soul is littered by the forbidden fashioned lies Of a maiden whose insight of love was Always the sound of an unknown tone Not in my season of song, I could have counted The peacock and snake in your heart with evil.
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