Running Around

The mouth eating and salt and pepper
The eyes seeing Yes and No

How long! How long
Running around like tides of the Ocean
Like wind of the earth
Even erosion posses direction.

The country in your mouth is grinded like a meat
Where is her place in your heart
How can saliva wash our dirt's?

Friends and foes of the nation
Praise is you all
Grow tall
Where's your wall.

Promise Ita Okpohoudeme
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