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UNOMA AZUAH
Nights
Nwaka, sing the song of birds blossoming among sunflowers sing a song to quiet the shrills of restless crickets Sing songs to light up the bulbs of my tears I've borne the waters of my gorge Furious for an outlet I've stared into many nights searching for a single star I've groped through scorched sands In search of a glitter in a grain I've seen the rage of broken waves scurry like scorpions Nwaka, sing songs to me Sing songs of dark clouds Slashed in lightening Of rains roped in deserts For I've witnessed the birth of too many crippled dawns in too many tortured nights.
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