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who is this stranger in our mist who dances to our tune and jumps at our beats he partakes in our feasts and dines with our best he speaks our tongue and dresses in our attires but then by night he speaks a foreign tongue and steals from us he marches with our enemies and despoils us he goes into our fields and sets it on fire he murders our king and makes us strangers in our land yet by morning he mourns with us and prays with us who is this stranger among us? this stranger among us?
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nonso3k (m)
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stillwater would you poll with me?it's just that i dnt know if u're playwright or a poet but for sure u're good in both of em,
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nonso3k (m)
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somebody gotta review this pals
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Orikinla (m)
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It is a good poem. The poem could mean different things to the readers. For me, it could be addressing the saboteurs or spies in the Niger Delta.
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