Bamanga Bashir Poet Free verse

Elegy of the earth

I hid me some of the stones for they were mercurial 
     and fastidious-  not withstanding shadow or some 
   thus I felt, thus I didn't hersistate to do 
  thus I smothered, thus I bellied or meme or more or yes
  accept a gift  from me 
   thus the bed, thus did the limbs weakening and 
      pretending and wishing and wishing and wishing 
  through?. 
    I hid me the moon and tis sort of claims and tis sort of 
   repeatations and fumblings and tumblings and 
     resournances and flatterings and grosteque pictures 
  and nightmares. 
  I hid me the moon 
   lest trees drape them or otherwise sometimes water?.

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