Running From A Dead Man (General Sani Abacha)A Poem by TomiI remember running From a dead man Running From the guilt of rejoicing Rejoicing that he died The riot sent us home from school We ran through the bushes 6 years old I was, six! Dear Mr Abacha, If you had a soul I hardly believe she’s resting I hope so, or not, I don’t know Who am I to judge? © 2013 TomiAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 9, 2013 Last Updated on February 9, 2013 AuthorTomiNigeriaAboutI'm afraid of two things; fear and the illusion of who i might be. I write to escape. Proudly Nigerian. more..Writing
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