Sunday, November 24, 2013

In The Funeral Of Africa Comments

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As the sky drew her cottons against my eyes
I slumbered on the arms of time
Lost in a blue space of yester-years
Days of my late great grannies
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Phil Collins 06 January 2014

i found your house on google earth you probably dont know what that is because youre black

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April Pearl 11 December 2013

All these Words..Ekor, ethor, osiwey Shokoloko-bangoshey Tinko-tinko-tink okoroti Arisco! Arisco! Arisco! Mother lul abusheh' abusheh' I couldnt get them.one thing I understood is that you are comparing past to the present.very nice.Well written

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Douglas Scotney 24 November 2013

We are moving so fast we disrespect the past as out of the know and what is happening now is what Australia calls the dog's breakfast and we are watching it eat and all will be back to normal when it is finished. fine poem. Final question mark is ungrammatical.

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Rex-mayor Ubini

Rex-mayor Ubini

Nigeria.
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