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For Mbiozing

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Happiness is but a temporal episode
It's no longer a cigar called Hamlet
It's an entangled web of fossils and foreclosures
With pent up feelings and gutted outlets
That's why what goes around comes around.

If you like, call this missive an ode
But only be there when I throw down the gauntlet
I'm skilled enough to block all fissures
From ENSAB to Bafanji and other hamlets
At the end of the day, I can still stand my ground.

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