The Voice Code Poem by Pious Nyomiro

The Voice Code



Light is snatched and
dark is given
Inside the day
No skis in the desert
No more sky down deep

Lures in a role
no walk troughs
Rules continue to roll,
One mule?
Let it walk you
Into the coliseum
Free, out of
Museum of feel

Decoys in over cloys
No corn for seven
Lie there until years
Yes, in a ring of faith
be coiled in
Cowl state of free.

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