I see no light for days
I see no moon for months
I see no rays in stars
I see no drop of rain
I feel no breath in tomb
I feel no warmth of hug
I heard no voice of Mum
Tell teacher,
He shall bow by
the feet of God.
Tell mates,
Here I dwell in
the home of solace.
Tell mum,
To mop her tears.
Auwal( father of alliteration)✍
25th January 2022
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