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Flames Also Reverb

Today's poem talks about Resurrection. The poets remembers his mothe emphasis on the things that matters.

Flame

Mother, I want this red redemption.

I want this fire that refines without burning.

Mother, I want this soothing flame.

Cold yet thrilling, even burning and tingling to the very bones.

As I play this evening chord, it is the promised land, I wish to go.

In steadfast red flow and fiery glaze.

Mother, discover me for this flame you bequeathed on me.

This yellow fire that ignites the dying candles.



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Flames also reverb

REVERBERATIONS

Mother, as the January breeze blight my brows,

Tell the harmattan heat that I would not die before I marshal it.

Let it reverberations know that as a fire, I am a fiercer flame.

And till I beget that fire you once kindled. I would not be a man.

© 2020 Akinkunmi Testimony

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