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PIPROM (m)
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As the wave Hit my eardrums Made near deaf By vile songs Of roving minstrels Carrying bags of tricks, Consciences of guilt, I chuckled And refused to enter Chamber of sorrow, I laughed And made merry. Image of law man, Justice crusader in transition Gliding heavenwards Waving to us all With sign of victory Filled my imagination. He died, I laughed. Now enrolled Into college of immortality, His stainless gown Will forever remain Without stains.
By: Chidi Anthony Opara
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