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Poetry Progeria by Osita Kabba

| November 13th, 2014 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments

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[tab id=1]Small and 7, curious of the world innocuously searching for answers
Bilabial and nasal stops endeavoring speech
Syntax still unripe, Mother deciphering my guileless Morse code
A premature Bill Bojangles I dance to entertain, kin laugh in amusement

But patriarch absent, view of mankind altered.
The neurotic pang matures me in haste, Old Boy I become.
Paradigm for the noir but to alter the archetype an objective[/tab]
[tab id=2]Osita Kabba
19 years old[/tab]

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