I Am I am the words of woe, still unspoken I’m the pain of old, not yet broken I am the pipe which drains the rivers I’m the spirit elongating your fever I am a stain Undignifying of saints Cursed by that which is divine But a servant of mankind I am the hole in the road I’ll make your journey slow I’m an elastic burden, a load You can’t easily offload I’m the repeatedly broken promise Adored when in office I am the fly in your fruit Sucking away your apple’s sweetness without guilt Happy I am to be your identity Those who shun me will be non-entities I am the phenomenon which constantly erupts I am the one who good things disrupts I am the public man’s sweetest option I am corruption Akeem Adetayo Oyalowo 2009.
Posted on: Fri, 19 Jul 2013 15:09:34 +0000
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