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Sweet poison
Black flame
Sweet poison fumes
Etched deep with warnings clear—
Yet Dad and Mum still kiss its g h o s t,
A stream of pleasure shaped as cancer sticks.
Death l i n g e r s in the smoky shade,
Disguised as friendly g h o s t s,
W h i s p e r i n g of
S l o w death.
Copyright ©
Maclawrence Famuyiwa
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