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By
Emmanuel Joseph
The Quest For Freedom
Feeble mother
In striding springy steps
Lone she strides
amidst a tongue-tied cry
Of an old feeble wild
As she wails in pain
Pouring libation for her children’s liberation
To and fro mind in dilemma flow
Ebbing on tides of thought
Beats of drum peals along her cry
To be free from the chains of men
She cry for her glory dying in embers
Lunging into an abyss of space
In her womb lies a sierra of decadence fruit
Teardrop pitter pattering drips
Questing to quench for freedom
She echoes across oceans
Whirlwinding with grips
As she reach the answers of her prayer
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