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The Grayed One

BY HOPE HAVARD EREKOSIMA

Hes never a bore
for countless heroic stories
he tells to my ever ready ears
  
he led me far away
to the day of his youth
where I saw truth
sit atop the city gates
  
i joined his peers at meals
void of chemical pollutants
we went  fishing
the sea was sparkling
our catch was without oil spices
and the air ever-fresh
  
to the world I was born into we returned
where I found countless folks
cry out from holes we call homes
so different a world from one I see in my dreams
  
oh! my heart aches
as I see him lie down without a word
he has gone to join his ranks
and on his gravestone I write
the grayed one lives on.
 

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