Tribute To Our Miss
TRIBUTE TO OUR MISS’
For:
No soul have you wronged
But:
Your hope has been roped with offence
For:
Your brain has been thinking of the rain, that would water your grain
But:
Now, your home has been drained and replaced with pain
For:
Your face was laced with gaze of race of fame
But:
Now replaced with fear and tear
For:
Mallam want you in dar’ salaam,
Aboki want you in Brooklyn
Umul want you in Umuahia
But:
Now through Sambisa
You are no more in sight
It is 365days that you have been dragged out
And our eyes have since swell out
For:
Your vacuum was left out
When air of the new season blew out
Our advice to you, is to try any luck to get out
Even if it is going to be through a FACE-OUT
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