Monday, May 1, 2017

Gather my blood, rivers of song Comments

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Sometimes a man gets tired of going to sea as now
when the voices I hear speak nothing but shame, and silence.

When the calabash goes to the river and never returns
The carver is drenched in tears, the drinker is famished.
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Remi Raji

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