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Echoes of Terror

He always called him his life Little did he know until the day he last saw him They were walking side by side And there came the echoes of terrors Like that of third world war Woke up in her harms, Confused and lost She called him her life Others were moving on, They have to move on For the other side is greener He missed him a lot, But she's around and always calls him her life just as he does But the joy and happiness didn't last long They came again in army form They cleared almost everyone She says, my life let the journey continues Little shelter is offered But no freedom They tried to raise a home for all But not a family hall This isn't what he wanted But needed them for the journey What a journey of memories, How can he ever live to let go, When will the fight for justice ever come? When will the unknown be known? When will the audio be visual? ©kporho Raphael Oyeke All Rights Reserved. +2348061384247

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