Poem for the Nearly Damned – Nome Emeka Patrick
we were running but into our father’s arms, & not into walls of bullets.
see what wounded destriers our nation has made us into?
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we were running but into our father’s arms, & not into walls of bullets.
see what wounded destriers our nation has made us into?
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