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Quareeb Jagun Content Writer @ University of Ilorin • Ilorin • 7 hours, 12 minutes ago

<p>I kept my lamp unlit while there was oil, and now I lie restless in the dark." That line finished me. The tiptoe tiptoe on mom's grave, children marking spot, digging with hoe - and you beneath, turning to manure, bones growing bare, slivers of light from nail holes, worms for free carcass. "LORD, give me one day and I'll spend it on their foreheads." You are everywhere and nowhere both same, nourishing the earth in newly made home. This is not a poem, it's a hovering.</p>

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