Fugitive

Fugitive

A Poem by Joy James
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On the run

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From pillar to post I'm buried
Prepared to dine in the dark
I'll pray to sky for a covering
Cause even in my house I'm a fugitive

I've ran the race for the swift
Behind my heels lies burning flames
Pulpit and pews just like grave
Now you know I'm a fugitive

© 2016 Joy James


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Added on June 30, 2016
Last Updated on June 30, 2016

Author

Joy James
Joy James

Calabar, south south, Nigeria



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A Poem by Joy James