Justice Effiong Poems

The abode of knowledge confounds my thought
Unsettled is the form that stream my heart
Question of the unknown exteicate my essence
That which exist is a blurry sense
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At jordan shall our songs be sunged
Across horizons we're plunged
Tides and times on chariot wings
Ler echoes have its wings
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Like the fiery fairy ttales
like the symphony of cacophonous catacombs
Surrounded by mounds of fallen gallants
Across the nile were soles of souls hold bound
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