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Rough colours

Kelechukwu Samuel, Ojile

these contours are not mine to straighten,
I have trodden many paths to get here.
if you are not loving me like this
show me babel, show me Jesus, or
prophecy, I need the miracle of language
to make you understand

that I am not the apocalypse
you have been waiting for
to happen.

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