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On the hard bed he lay
Both hands tied a-cross
Fleeting shadows flew past his mind
Swiftly, like wool scattered by the storm
“Where are the ones I love?”
He asked in unconscious stare
Eyelids flickering like a blossomed rose
Veins sucking Normal Saline
Hole after hole the drilling machine stormed
Spanners worked on the hands with glove
Yet with a wagging head the pain he bear
Yesterday was a beautiful day
Until two tibias and two fibulas,
Went out of love
And broke a life-long wedlock.
Today the surgeon owned the court
The jury stood by in pale-blue gowns
A silence shattered by a loud stereo
“I grant you no divorce”, the surgeon roared
“In the iron shackles you will remain,
Until you cement your life-long union
After four months of forced affection…
She smiled down Brightly to give hope perfection!

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Post Author: Effiong Samuel

I may be practicing another profession, but the lives we live is Arts. I have had an interesting life with three best friends: my pen, my pencil and my camera! Exploring our friendship will be worthwhile.

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