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My Only Questions
Two houses,
One home.
Two houses,
One warm.
Two houses,
One happy.
Two houses,
One kind.
My only questions;
Which is which?
And which is mine?
Linda Claire
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House of Cards
You lean on me
And I lean on you
Like a house of cards
We stand
Without the one
The other would fall
So like a house of cards
We stand
Alone I don't have the strength
To bear this weight
And neither alone has the base
To stand up straight
But if we lean on each other
We triple our strength
And if we lean on each other
Two bases are one
I'll share my weight
And you'll share yours
And together
We'll make each other strong
So you lean on me
And I lean on you
Like a house of cards
We stand
Without the one
The other would fall
So like a house of cards
We stand
Juvela Obi
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'The House of Treasures'
There is a house filled with treasures
Many strife to enter and get a sit
But the sits are reserved for only a few
War begin in the land as they crave to enter
They inflicted injury on some
Damaged the properties of some
And even eliminated others
Who their chances of getting in debar
And now the house of treasure still remains
Occupied by thieves and murderers
Plowing the treasures into foreign accounts
Living in luxurious houses and bullet proof cars
Their neighbours can live in a hut
And ride rickety bicycles in empty stomachs
If it were easy they would try their luck
Next time there is the call
To enter into the house of treasures
Anthony Seyi Abiodun
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NOT FINISHED
A perfect night
the stars are sparkling bright
staring into the sky,
the little house in the creek
sits nestled under the tall mossy tree
the house aged by nature...beautiful
as the rain starts to pour
the tall mossy tree protects the house and its front door
the mossy tree bears the weight of the sky
as the house is kept dry
more clouds swarm in recklessly
lightning cracks as it sets fire to the tall mossy tree
the tree stands strong....
but i doesn't know if it can last long
as the rain runs down the tree's trunk and roots
like tears
Wandering Scarlet
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