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Iroko
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Triumvirate I
Want to squeeze the sun
Like an orange
Squeeze all the light
And color
Out of it
Until nothing is left
Expect complete darkness
Ergo
The moon would disappear also
I’ve heard people say
There’s a man up there
That smiles sometimes
But I haven’t even seen a happy face
On a single person here on Earth
I
Want to drain all the dye
High in the sky
That way the world becomes blind
And no one ever again has to see
The tragedy that strikes
Our hearts
And our homes
I
Want to erase all the animosity
And eliminate all the aftermath
And hit the reset button
And trade in handguns for hugs
And allow the moon to shine once again
Maybe I’ll see his smile one day
I
Want to turn into a tree
And lie forever on the ground
Becoming one with Earth
And let my roots bury themselves deep into the soil
And let the bugs and worms crawl all over my face
And make permanent homes in
My nose and my ears
And the spaces between my teeth
And my arms will be branches
And my trunk will separate
Night and Day
Black and White
Good and Evil
Tomorrow and Today
And the top leaf
Will blow so high in the sky
That it will tickle the moon
Until the man living there on it
Smiles back at me
I
Want to touch the sun
Like Icarus
Except I won’t die trying
(inspired by Beasts of No Nation)
