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The identity by Brendan Hepburn

Forbade the truth from these ears as if to sanctify the being within, and glory falls on the heart of the weak willed, forth you bring the problems of the dying yoke. Wisdom you seek in self-righteousness, but only failure...

Sober mind by Brendan Hepburn

Think of the mind of a sober man, It does not quarrel or convict, Nor does it ridicule or predict But its sympthys and compromises That so intacese the proclamation of love. It does not deceive or delight Or give...

Just a Gambit by Ephraim Zuva

You can bamboozle the world it is what it is, a ploy But you cannot hoodwink the wise Just a gambit You are an enigma from an obscure tribe So murky, you promise us a brighter future Obscurity conceives dusk...

Accept my invitation by Ephraim Zuva

Should I had eavesdropped to the dictum, ‘Keep your friends close and Your enemies even closer’ I would have known You were busy conspiring and plotting Iniquity against me Like the mischievous leprechaun You took a undertake to ambush me...

I Stand Tall by M Rantoa

The pictures on the wall look bleak as I squint My mouth dries up with fondness for what’s good My heart is sore from crying day and night I can’t begin contemplating loss of a treasure so lovely In you...