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EOE (Apirl 28 1986 / Otukpo)


Here comes danger, a soldier in
civilian atire.

Here comes danger, a lion heart
with a dove face.

Here comes danger, a storm with
a sweet song.

Foolishly they made a son of the
gun king and expected slow tune.

His eyes while too dim to see a teardrop.

His followers shout Messiah to every of
his move, yet tears fill their hearts.

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