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POST SCRIPTUM - Afara Muyiwa Jesse

The words I could not utter

On your charms and blinding charisma,


The divine Hand and Potter

Never floundered with each lining.


My green heart elated and pulsed

With naive melodies

At each entrance of your ensnaring visage,

They were suave flytraps

Eliminating every weave of my childish dreams.


The cold night diets

Were dreadful foods of molestation,

Bitter vegetables of unrequited passion.

And when mummy took the pills of slumber,

You raped me!


Afara Muyiwa Jesse - Nigeria


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