Ebi Robert

Rookie - 28 Points (6 feb 1990 / Yenagoa(Niger Delta))

King Unit And Mister Master - Poem by Ebi Robert

Following the franchise play of ‘’DEMOS’’
weakly thinking in my minds eyes,
Come fluidity, questions
Keeper of great floret.
He stands the flunkey waiting for words.

The answers and questions are
from the Spartans, Spanish and British.
At the right sense of his face
Question re ‘’kratia’’ comes, and
This was the first.

Where will your scene be, when you seat?
Stage or in heritage, or the whole surface
of the units covering every cardinal.

I will in mine, everyway upon the strong and
fluvial that things walks.

How will you battle the fly-bloom?
Fiercely or mere, or will your empathy go far?
Far and fierce, to every land that stay.
Fairly fair, says king-unit,
farewell he bind
knowing the first must do the best.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 11, 2013



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