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The vignette of a celebrated valor…
The call duty sounding deathly
Diurnally to a parade of Majors.
In chains and fetters you cling;
To the cross; a fate so faithful:
“If I perish,I perish
If I die,I die, …
So help me God”.
Let the following Aprils be dark
And this land remembering your courage
In season of abor… abort…aborted abortions
Of these coups;kangaroo,phantom and palace.
And the perforation;hastely done
Before the dawn of the execution day.
In soonest time,the reddening
With the murderer laughers roaring high
Behind the projectors tape .
The oath eventually sealed by national gazette.
“death by firing”
We caught the TV waves swaying over my sonnets
The end surely justified the means.