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Photo by Elliott Engelmann on Unsplash

Of earth and soil

It wasn’t for nothing
I spilled my blood
on earth and soil
You will forget
not because you do not love
you have no wish to be haunted
this land, and
every grass that sprouts here
will remember my name
Let this be my testament
I tried
to live
and I failed

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Chima Christopher

Believer | Poet | Butterfly | Lover | Fiercely anti-stereotype