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Suffering

Poetry

Sticks or Guns?

Sticks or Guns? Animals are Spreading Vegetations shrinking Deserts are swelling Nomads slaughtering Humans are wailing Running around screaming The Nation is sinking Politicians are sailing Nothing, they are saying Our faith, broken Sticks wielding men trespassing Oh! It’s a…

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Poetry

Jos

I dwell in this ghost town , that harbours wandering spirits of boys who went and never returned. This town where condolences are meals for mothers with girls that faded into dirt. Yesterday, before the moon broke its slumber, a…

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