Victor Adex Poems

Upon the doorways of Africa's most ancient
Most mystical pathways - is etched
The summary of mankind's travail -
Man know Thyself!
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Rest

I am fallen upon your breasts
And my hearts whispers rests
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Before words became the tools of expression
This love was sung with the effulgence of glory
Too sacred for the unclean lips of fallen man
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Riddle

What is like
Lipstick impression on stained glass?
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This place of my Love
Is a quick sand with tourist attraction
Like a self-aware mouse knowing
That this cheese will be the death of me
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I leave my soul
to the scandals of wisdom
to the scavenging of glory
grind my bones upon the rocks of glory
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Home
For me is
The brown sands Of the Sahara
Where the scalding sun boils
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The moon sparkles like a million diamonds
As the silk hands of icy wind
Caress the warm bodies
Of honeymoon lovers
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in pain, in suffering, in hunger
I reborn myself!
pushing the limits
in the fortitude of travail.
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I see men dangling Upon the pikes
Of a sentence called life
Man treating her like a despicable imprisonment
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