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The Hour

In the early hour of tomorrow.
We shall come to the table of discuss.
To say what our minds have planned.
Either to be together or to asunder.

Rice is measure with gold.
Beans is another silver.

Twitter is banned so we don’t know the price of fish.
Facebook is allowed so that my neighbour keep posting fake pictures of themselves.

Our voices are not heard because the cabal have suspended the air that brings info.
We now live in different holes unable to speak with one voice.

Though, tomorrow will come.
When we will discuss our new habitations.

Then, I will wear Agbada and mask.
To cover the nakedness of my mind
Before they send army and police to invade my innocent thought.

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