Isolated by the sea.

My arrogant silence looms over me, His voice like a truth, Like a bumble bee. My ears have the sight, Each ear has the right To see! It is such a messy heaven, Like taking a breath and given The reality of to be. I am totally confused about that, Mixing good things and bad,

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Wings against the wall.

They said ‘your voice shouldn’t be heard’,‘We need a woman without sound’,Then I asked my god,‘O lord, do I count?’And He answered me in short;‘Raise your voice and shout’. They said ‘we need a perfect doll’,Walking and stopping when we wantBut I am a total tweety

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As an African child.

As an African child I crawled on my mama’s arms Searching for an imaginary house Which bore me with a fancy view Of the passing clouds upon my head. As an African child I jumped many times of seeing the clown Who laughed and cried Making jokes Acting an excellent spy With

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The Grey Village

Everyone has heard of Costa’s miracles in our grey village; the boy who had a wooden toy and a cheerful wren bird. His giant miracles were in his spoken wooden toy which could create a lot of jokes in a louder tone. His second miracle was in his talented wren; a wonder-bird

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