Author • The Osmosis~

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Deep within the recess of my inner man

Deep within the unseen haven in an Afrik man -

There where love and hate struggle

And yet the signory of love bubbles

There where my heart is tamed 

Towards the realization of the goals of brotherhood

That which nations earnestly wait for. 

That which even the ancient longed for

For centuries heretofore

Like the hungry calf for the straw

Like a broken skin for some pour

Like a broken soul for a word

There where exists thousands and thousands of reasons

To love alone with untold yearnings

There where I give no place for schisms and prejudice

And no place for the deep evil resident in souls lost

With an open heart and goals clearcut

That which even angels in all of their profound glory

Consider an even higher overwhelming realm of serenity

The serenity this world has not prepared for

Neither has she envisaged before

It is a place that my father's father told him

Even my mama knew not 

That such an ectopos could become so viable 

Where the moribund inkling shall yet persist.

The inkling that love still dwells

Richly in the dark cobwebbed corners of our heart.

It is a place called Heaven.

A Place Called Heaven

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