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Good things don’t happen to good people
Last month I heard, like a ghost in the staple
The resonate of hollow trumpets and sad beats
Saw Lagos parading in its heat
Through Sango-Ota to Ebute-Meta
On a Sandy road filled with broken people
I cried when their words pelts my ear
Both pains: their message and the wound
Broke me and ran me into fear
My nights grew colder and frigid
The floors soaked from the rains of my eyes
Leer glances made me quiver
Still the hollow trumpets and sad beats
Trudge us silence to eternity
Only the hymns will revive the sad beats
And memories revive your life
Harmony, and calmness comforts the weary souls
Think only of the little memories shared
Think only of the light that guides us home
In the mourning hearts of love when we too arrive
Earth to earth, dust to dust as you journey home
Make sure to look through the window at souls rooting for your rest

Caroline.

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