Itohan Stephanie # Poems

Like an Olive tree I blossomed in knowledge
And I could see through their envy amid their lying faces
It was trepidation! my presence aches them.
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My name is Grace
A bad child of a The Good Father.
Abandoned His voice, countless a time Ashamed to admit, am a selfish lover Annoyed of war, yet i fight in silence
A cold warrior, wrote this lines
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My life was pain
So pained I hated my very existence
My soul screened for help
But I never mattered to them
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Like a morning Dusk
Like a dew burning in the wind
Like an aging rose
Let it be.even society is his critic
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Our Fathers gravestones would bare us witness
The knife of a white boy, Pierced thier hearts, and stole thier Lives.
And flooded our Clay to red
Let that red Clay hunt their tents
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Retired from my silky bed
Tired curtains beaming with radiance
It's Morning guys! ! !
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so much blessings
so much trouble
so many lessons
this dying December
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Live a little
Not every devil grows a horn
You might be the devil you aim.Aha!
Let your heart grow a little unheavier
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Dissed from his mothers womb
Tarry a little, his journey is far
Walked into life like a mountain climber
his soul so old, he could tell the past
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GOD is Such A Lover
Husband of my Soul, Mighty JESUS
He is the Ancient Jew The ONE born in Manger, in my uncertainty and fear
HIS spirit echos reassurance"Do not be Afraid" in a Lovers voice, Soft and eloquent.A Love whose fierceness woes me back When I drift away.Oh drift away Oh pulls me back with momentum
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