That Night
the beams keep the night warmthe thunders keep the night shuddering
the shrills of the insects keep it innocent
the cooing doves make it a sweet rondure
mortars and pestles rumble
and the breezy wind keep it moving
Poetry by Onyeka Nwelue
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Written on 2006-04-26 at 11:53
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