Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo Biography

He hates
She hates
They hate
And hate hate
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Like a storm in a teacup
Billowing from east to west
Trembling at it's foundation
In a horrible situation
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Maternal mothers rapport even when in distress
Connected hopes even in blizzards
Temporary strong hopes even in a bleak future
Does not answer the question
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When the rabbit ran behind those grasses under the mango tree
When a small yellow bird flew across the scenic window view
And the parrot on top of the palm tree just keeps the music on
It was all a play to remember
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I want to dream of flying
Soaring high
High up in the skies
High above my sorrows
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