I looked in grief
With no waters to drink
My fears hide under my shadows
At the echoes of the wind.
My soul smiles in pain,
My eyes as a sleeping rivers
Awaiting to be wash away,
There's nothing more to fear.
The sound of silence echoes like the wind
I will no longer hide under my shadows
Tis' time to recreate myself.
Prince Ojoka
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