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My Day

Nature looks weary abut the boom gate
Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay
With hand on cheek, the other wave way

By ageless sky con beloving gaze
And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed
 In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel

What fate the peep to me had brought? 
When time..., yet permits me to decide  
To crisscross between heaven and earth. 
©Yusuf, A.O.?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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