IBRAHIM YEKU Poems

In the midst of traumatic expectation of death

In the heat of horrible woes
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Awake! Awake! Awake!
Yield to the call of eternal rest
There is so much treasure in death untold
So many worries to rest in peace
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I need a cook not the cookies
I need a shepherd not the sheep
I need the gods not the goods
I need the word not the world
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The fear of rejection kept me awake in the middle of the night
The fear of rejection kept my eyes opened in the early hours of the day
The fear of rejection kept my eyes opened late in the night
The fear of rejection puts me in the bondage of self denial
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