Melody Iveren Kuku Biography

Like the knight of sleeping beauty,
He slashes through my heart.
Tearing down my courage,
Shattering my resolve like a wine glass.
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When the bushes of our father's land
Lay uncut
And we waddled about with newly weaned feet,
A hand sweated with a ferocious pen,
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I am human,
Not a plastic Jesus,
Sitting in famous cathedrals.
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You tried to see,
Beyond the walls
That shields my heart.
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His back is bent,
His heart, battered with guilt,
Red seal of sin,
Lay bare on his torn flesh.
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