Mohamed Mustapha Biography

To rhyme or not to rhyme,
The big question's being asked
To leave the spoken word confined,
Blank verses to unmask
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There are days like this,
When the words wouldn't come
When my thoughts don't align,
And my ink wouldn't run
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When the season's ripe and the means are met,
On answering a mighty call their hearts are set.
From every corner, north, east, south and west ends,
Conscious folks journey to the holy land.
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With no apologies to give,
Life must then indict
All pride and honor left to hang,
The Villain's woeful plight
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what if... the world weren't broken
And mankind loved each other
No poison words were spoken
And brother loved his brother
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