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Plato Agbo Dozie Poem
1.Oh pitiful
faintest of
smiles
seized by
the night's
weapon
2.In his
fattest
times he
enchants
from his
dead
memory
the songs
of Babel's
lexicon
3.Finds for
himself a
better
niche in
the beach
where his
permeable
mind is
having it's
vac
4.Piling
unconcious
mental
ambiguities
in dreams
like four
decks of
cards
stacked
1.he
refuses to
speak the
language
of the day
2.would
rather
have his
mind live
in his
dreams
and play
3.seeming
to so soon
forgot the
cup of
hospitality
the day
gives to
drink
4.And
taking
sides with
the hostile
nights that
had once
gotten him
scared to
even blink
1.Oh Child
Sleep! For
you only
know so
little of the
protesting
tides ahead
2.Sleep!
For its not
your couse
even for
your life to
be scared
3.When
your
mothers
fouled the
feast of
angered
fairies in
bid to get
thee bread
at dead
night
4.All ur
prodigal
care is to
foul
pudden
bed in only
a brief
stretch
towards
first light
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Plato Agbo Dozie Poem
Oh! Thus
came the
saddened
breeze
Wrapped
me in the
feathers of
unawares
How my
helpless
rationale
bid to
cease
At a time
when
gods and
fairies
discussed
their
affairs...
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Plato Agbo Dozie Poem
Einstein's cheeks
has been
upset! What
stirs the soup in
Archimedes'
head?
A generation
patient for an
equation's
birth
Lullabies of a 10-
dimensional string
like that of a songbird.
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Plato Agbo Dozie Poem
1.oh my
lady!
Fairest of
them
gorgeous
maiden
2.Brightest
lady of
uunequalled
beauty
3.Any
whose
countenance
before you
fails to
excite,in
my most
honest
words may
surely well
be called
heathen
4.To watch
your hairs
rest and
protect
you so far
from that
smaller
than smell
is my
sacred duty
1.Oh
lady,my
lady i've
asked
cupid to
keep you if
my
helpless
mortality
threatens
under the
beds
which lay
under the
lids of his
eyes
2.That
even the
careless
whips of
the sun
would not
reach close
to your
sterile
imagination
3.Great
Woman!
That even
the
supreme
council of
divine
dukes of
Pluto sighs
4.Perfect
cheek
coloured
in red and
white,one
perfect
medal
from
Nature.
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